His bag was packed ...
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His bag was packed and food was in the chest
A place for the dog and his bike as well
Well-worn baseball glove stuffed beside some toys
All the things in life he had missed at hand
Our hero first stopped at the grocery
To buy a new tooth brush and some sodas
Coming out he found vehicle booted
The ticket read "Two Hundred Dollar fine"
"Improper parking" -- he's on the sidewalk
Nothing to do but call Dad and come home
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2010 Photo at http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2010/03/homeless-in-america-midweek-blues.html
I'm linked with Fireblossom at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads,
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/03/fireblossom-friday-incongruity.html
Her instructions were "... incongruity lies at the heart of humor, as well. It is the absurd, the thing we don't expect, that is often the very thing which makes us laugh. And so, your poem can be light, if you wish. So, mix it up, explore incongruity. Then link! Please write a NEW poem for this prompt, and no haiku or such like."
Kids these days. They can manage on their own until they get stuck. Then they call home for help
ReplyDeleteHank
~sigh~ Lol!
ReplyDeleteAh .. independance isn't so easy...
ReplyDeleteLol! Good one, Jim
ReplyDeleteNice one Jim
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Never easy to break the bonds... maybe next time he will be better prepared.
ReplyDeleteLOL been there, done that, got the tee shirt!
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