Our Mother wears army boots…(a continuing saga of the Ed’s) (poem) by Ed Matlack on AuthorsDen

Our Mother wears army boots…(a continuing saga of the Ed’s)
by Ed Matlack → (All Poetry by Ed Matlack)
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She kicked us from her home & boy did those boots hurt, Out in the world to scavenge for ourselves, We had by then been bitten by little writing elves, She told us to take our leave with nary a cent to live on… Pee wee got a job with the government, And supported us other two, the job heaven sent, (so we thought) Then Edvard joined the Army & never was it the same, He just needed to get his bearings straight, afterwards, He spoke the language & became with the Army quite fluent… JD moved out of Pee wee’s apartment in finality, To live in the wood like his hero & he should, Mr. Thoreau did have at least a shack & bed, All my brothers did help me to get was a lousy tin tool shed… So time did move on & I became infamous, Not necessarily moving back to be an ignoramus, My story told far & wide, actually maybe I became famous, The old piney’s had a name for it, Jersey Devil, Even with the pines people, he is no where near in the brain department level… © ed ~ ;-) ~ 1/25/09

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on January 26, 2009

You get Mama her new boots because she ain't finished kicking your butts yet and that is why she wore them boots out. WQe are looking forward to following you brothers. Thanks for sharing.

Newfie hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

All my brothers did help me to get was a lousy tin tool shed…

And what were you expectin, a palace??!! We government mopes and soldiers ain't exactly rich.

And speakin of Ma's combat boots, she says they're gettin mighty old and she wants to know when you're buyin her a new pair - like you promised!

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Lil'brother, you got scrambled eggs for brains, it was you starting the hullaballoo playing with that rusted rifle of yore, missing with a hair whisper the twins Karla and Karen but hitting that Musketeer Willam in his rear end!

Edvard the Elder

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on January 25, 2009

hey Ed don't feel bad my grand father kicked all his boys out at 15, 16, and 17, about five of them, anyway you're right about the captains, which is part of my point, some people can't run there own ship

Reviewed by Felix Perry

...and the saga continues, almost afraid to see where this one will go lol but you picked up this leg of the journey well.

fee

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

*salute* for your Mama who wore combat boots! LOL You are still stirrin' up trouble, eh? Well done.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Bonnie May

Oh this is getting so good...so glad the Ed brothers got together but keep an eye opened for you know who Ed, she read about your reappearance. Lots of laughs and joy, Love, Bonnie