Plowboy
makes a trail…
well a trench…
of sorts…
due to a case of beer
and several pizzas,
and a couple of hotdogs,
and some nachos
with extra extra hot sauce,
three eggrolls,
some hot mustard sauce and shrimp
while watching the Political Debates
(which really ought to make anyone
with any stomach, at all, want
to disembowel themselves)
as a matter of fact…
little lies, looking a lot like
Blitzer and his red-nosed pundits
but sort of deflated
are splattered
along PB’s footpath
back and forth
forth and back
part way and back again
out there over the out house in the out
back in Plowboy’s voting cubical
Author notes
Prompt: out there over the out house in the out
In a list
A contest entry
- Bent Prompt Contest by penman.
525 points, ended December 21, 2007, 6 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wonderful
Very creative and well done. Best of luck in the contest.
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ty my friend.
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Holy crapper Batman.
Great poem. I wanted to eat junk food!
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lol..funny, I wanted the bathroom...lololol
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