do i want some cheese ta go wit' dat whine?? (thanks, jay) (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

do i want some cheese ta go wit' dat whine?? (thanks, jay)
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some peoples (like me) gripes all of de time, somethin' sets me off, you gon' hear me whine, i know, i know--i'm nevah satisfied... gripin' again--i cain't hold it inside!!!! do i want some cheese ta go wit' dat WHINE? somethin' i reads or somethin' on de news, ticks me off--an' i'm gonna spout my views, might not help, but i gets it off my ches'... so please begrudge me, dis one small reques'!!!! do i want some cheese ta go wit' dat WHINE? like dis war--why are OUR guys goin' there? a war's not been officially declared, why don't we send de top brass overseas? den we would know what it means to be free!!!! do i want some cheese ta go wit' dat WHINE? what are we doin' ta our little ones? starvin' 'em, killin' 'em, givin' 'em guns, kids havin' babies, somethin's wrong, i fear... we should be lovin' 'em, holdin' 'em near!!!! do i want some cheese ta go wit' dat WHINE? how can one lose vials that hold the plague? somethin' 'bout that sounds fishy, rather vague-- don't mind me, i'm runnin' de other way don't think i wanna die...least not today! do i want some cheese ta go wit' dat WHINE? why do certain folks get away wit' crime? i did dat, i'd be behind bars--BIG time, like ol' goodrich--of dallas cowboy fame-- killed two in a hit an' run--whatta shame!!!! do i want some cheese ta go wit' dat WHINE? how come so many can't afford ta eat? how come so many's livin' on de streets? what's up wit' dis--cain't afford ta get sick? why do some people have to act like dicks? do i want some cheese ta go wit' dat WHINE? why do celebs an' at'letes earn so much? why can't i ever find de golden touch?? even congress raised they pay--but not mine dagnabit, i have good reason ta whine!!!! do i want some cheese ta go wit' dat WHINE? --------------------------------------------------------------------------
yes, i think i will...some provolone, if you please!!!! 'sides, you know what dey say...a little WHINE is good for you. :) sorry 'bout the rant...thing's been botherin' me, hadda get 'em off my chest. i feel better now!!!! :) (((HUGS))) and love, karla. :(

Reviewed by Amber Lynn (Reader)

Reviewed on January 26, 2003

Humorous and witty with a wonderful sense of the world. Great Job.

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on January 18, 2003

This was wonderful full of both emotion and humor, written as only you can Karla,
God Bless
~Michelle~

Reviewed by Connie Hinnen Cook (Reader)

Reviewed on January 16, 2003

You covered some heavy subjects here, & still managed to do it with humor. Good write!

Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)

Reminded me of Senator Joe Liberman.

Reviewed by Deborah Carter

Karla, you have a right to rail, and you do it so well! Deb

Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya

Reviewed on January 15, 2003

WOnderful write Karla...cheers...love n luck...BHUWAN

Reviewed by Samuel Zewe

Ain't dat de truth! Loved the poem! keep them coming.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

oh, this is too rich! the title reminds me of our boss, jean; you know how she is always sayin' that to you! :) loved the cajun flair to this write; well done, and funny to boot! LMBO, ROTFWL! love, your twin, karen lynn. ((((HUGS)))) :)

Reviewed by Bea name (Reader)

I loved the rap. Awesome. Intense.

Reviewed by Janet Caldwell

Hee hee, come on over to my house neighbor, I just cooked up a big pot of chicken and dumplings, yummy. Love to you sweets.

Janet xoxoxo

Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)

Hahahaha Karla I am holding my tummy and laughing so hard. Hmmmm some pepperoni maybe on the side...LOL...great write...Floria

Reviewed by Jenni Kalicharan

Great write here, karla... and the dialect enhanced it...
Jenni

Reviewed by Daniel McTaggart

Provolone is a good choice. However, if I'm going to whine, I want some cheese with style! Gimme some gorgonzola any day! Fantastic poem. Loved the dialect you used. I could almost hear the cajun chef reading it to me.