Bombed (poem) by Ed Matlack on AuthorsDen

Bombed
by Ed Matlack → (All Poetry by Ed Matlack)
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Wrote this while working today, if you read it and still don't understand where it came from, well...--------

Bombed… They flew with the precision, Of weathered fliers of old, A hundred of them oh so bold, Flying, they were something to behold… Just washed my car, Shined it did like a star, Sparkled if seen from afar, Not a scratch or a dent, Nor even a mar… They came in low, They came in slow, In formation a precision flow, At a distance they did look like a speck, As they closed they began to grow… All of a sudden their direction did change, Their white tipped wings looked as if they had mange, On their turn just above, they did release, Splats of birdie poop on my car did increase, Where is my gun, I cried in response? You bastard birds, thank goodness you weren’t geese, They turned their heads away so nonchalant, Someday I will eat those birds, yes deep fried in grease… © ed ~ 10/27/04

Reviewed by Roger Ochs

Reviewed on October 29, 2004

The birdies they fly high in the air, in the air
The birdies they fly high in the air, in the air
The birdies they fly high and sh!t right in your eye
It's a damned good thing for us that cows can't fly

Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)

I'm going in two directions here... (I knew Eddie K would blast you but his comments are really funny!)... first, once again you amaze me with your ability to poeticize the "everyday"... but more than that, this is damned fine writing! humor writing, to be good, need to begin with a quick and witty mind... this is a shining moment here, Ed... it's hilarious, slice of life and put together really well... NICE ONE! katy xox.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on October 28, 2004

Yes, my friend, those were my birds. Scouts have already reported back on the heavy casualties you have inflicted on my troops. So, you declare war; well, my friend, the ground assault troops arrive tonight at midnight; I would prepare if I were you.

PS DO NOT GO TO SLEEP TONIGHT. You have been warned.

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

LOL Great humor, Ed. I feel your pain!
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

What a bommer this is shame!!

Teire need was bigger thanyours Eddity!!

Love them and they will not return!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on October 27, 2004

Lol... mmmm, deep fried bird! Cute write.

Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson

Delightful write Ed, just think, its supposed to rain again in a few days...so don't fret the bird poo-pett.

Allen

Reviewed by jude forese

look at it from the bright side , at least it didn't land on your head ...

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)

They like sending those blue berry bombs too.
Delightful Ed........

Reviewed by William Bonilla

they must have seen their reflection
on your shinny car
and thought they were being attacked,
self defense.

William ....Peace Brother

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Ed Kostro sent out pigeons to attack me and these came from the direction he sent them, so they must have belonged to him, sorry, Ed, they are dinner now...LOL! ED