'...now, where did I put my Betty Boop?'
:):):):):):):):):):)????????(:(:(:(:(:(:

          Let’s Trade Junque

Looking in on  TV’s “Clean House”
to see staff palm off dog-eared
books with scribbled-on covers
and neon toys that “properly wound”
go clangaclangabooooingggTHUD,
I find I can’t look away.  Today
they are tossing in an extra mountain
of “collector” flopadoodle, a kewpie
with...three eyes?  Ta-DA, “Maw’s whatnot,”
three ladderbacks thick with paint
fell off a truck with a towel hiding
its license plate and the odd [!] table
just missed Ripley’s Believe-it-
or-Not.  Teetering on top are pop-ups
don’ pop. “Hot” curlers are “perfectly safe”
because they stop at lukewarm.  Curl
your locks tented in this flowered muumuu.
Mmmm, dust-coated Jiffy Pop!  Or will it be
the toaster with the stuck knob?   No?
Here’s an iron you haven’t seen.
Here’s a poster of some famous dude.
As for the Monopoly set, always fake
Park Place.  Get out of Jail.  Look cool
in the hair rug.  Rest your tootsies
on this floor mat  {“Difference, don’t ask”}. 
Toss-up now between the rabbit jacket
and Pisa-towering highboy with. . .curlicues?
‘bout these earrings, this rhinestone necklace
matches exactly.  Sorta.  Got your feather
boas, got your leis.  Everyone needs tangled
coral and a coral snake eyeballing fanged
glass.  The fish are resting, that is all. 
Parrot in this cage knows how to keep a secret,
or maybe you prefer blue streaks.  ??  You 
watch the show, right?  Say what?  Sooner be caught
with your nose in an Inquirer, checking out Tom
or Nicole?  Whether there’s a new blue dot
to bring you the kazillions you deserve? 
Oh. You’re the one watches documentaries. 
Well, should you HAPpen by ACCident
to see “Clean House,” prepare yourself 
to be fascinated.  Disgusted, I mean.
How can people buy that stuff?   Excuse me,
I need to go turn off the lava lamp,
dress my new Barbie, and feed my pet rock.

 

(c) Phyllis Jean Green, 5/05

 

 

 


(c)  Phyllis Jean Green,  May, 2005