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Aesop Phones Home
by Pamela June Kimmell

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Those of you who read my previous "Aesop's Foibles" posting will be happy to know that the wandering Aesop, who had disappeared from the church to seek fame and fortune in Louisiana, phoned today....at long last! If you don't know who Aesop is, just take a peek at "Aesop's Foibles" for an "orientation" ENJOY


Aesop finally called from his cell phone today
He sounded distressed, his voice far away.
His journey back home had been rudely terminated
His new wife Clotilda had been accidentally exterminated!


They had boarded a bus down in Houma, Louisiana,
It was routed some strange route through Texarkana,
At a rest stop Aesop had been seen by the driver!
Who’d bought some rat poison from a store with a fiver!


The poison was spread while Aesop shopped for a snack
And Clotilda was dead when old Aesop got back.
Aesop was distraught; his ladylove had been killed.
Aesop snuck up on the driver, at stealth he was skilled.


When the driver departed, his passengers settled in
Aesop bit the driver – let his teeth sink way in!
The driver lost control and the bus went awry
Aesop dashed out the door in the blink of an eye.


He had exacted his revenge but Clotilda was no more,
So he walked until he found an old general store
He curled up all alone on a dusty old shelf
And cried himself to sleep feeling sorry for himself.


He was awoken the next morning by the sound of a noise
Opened up one eye, saw baby mice with their toys!
Nearby was their Mom keeping tabs on the kids
The babies were cute in their diapers and bibs.


Aesop sat up on his shelf and said, "Excuse me"
Which frightened the babies, into their hole they did flee.
Mom mouse was so brave; she looked into Aesop’s eyes
Aesop’s heart skipped a beat, what a beauty, what a prize!


"I’m Annabell, who are you and why are you here?"
"My name is Aesop - from me you have nothing to fear.
I traveled here yesterday – I’m in mourning for my wife,
At the hands of a bus driver she lost her young life!"


Annabell felt so sorry for poor Aesop while he cried,
Then explained that her husband had also recently died.
As they gazed at each other in the bright morning light
They both realized they’d never spend another lonely night!


Annabell gathered her children, all five little faces
And explained they were packing and off to new places.
They went out to the street and by a mere stroke of luck,
Pretty soon stopped a man in a dirty old truck.


Seems the old guy had a flat and while he put on the spare
Aesop, Annabell and kids climbed aboard and got out of there.
It was then that old Aesop remembered his cell phone
So he called me to tell me they would all soon be home.

Pam Kimmell/Writer-Artist

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Reviewed by Mr. Ed
What a charming tale - both sad and hilarious! Gotta love this little Aesop guy!
Reviewed by Amor Sabor
Great story and great writing...loved the way you kept up the rhythm and beat to this. Excellent writing.
Amor
Reviewed by Jackie Brooks
Cute poem, poor Clotilda, but a happy ending anyway. I think Jerry's got food on the brain now, the apple pies and dumplings and sticky toffee pud addled his brain! Jackie <> <
Reviewed by Kate Clifford
I enjoy stories that have happy endings. This is a great write!
Reviewed by Patricia Gomes
Applauding like mad - I needed a poem just like yours today.
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
LOL at jerry bolton's review...i love the latest foibles of aesop; this is absolutely aDORable! :D (((HUGS))) and love, your texas friend, karen lynn. :D jerry, think you'd need a whole MESS a' mice to make a cajun gumbo! LOL seven little mice aren't gonna' make a big pot of gumbo; you need a lot more! LOL
Reviewed by Woman Words (Reader)
Charming! Lots of smiles in words and visuals...
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Ah, shoot, the little guy didn't like the weather in South Louisiana and wanted to get back to "horse country." Just as well, some coonass down here would probably have made gumbo out of him AND his family.

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