Up and at "em"
I shouted, as I went throught the house
Cold wind blowing
snow falling outside
there I was,
sitting in the kitchen
with hot steaming cup of coffee in hand
I'm getting ready
to start a long and busy day
There arrives
a blurry eyed 14 year old boy
Holding his poor aching side
With just the right amount of
moaning and screwing up of face
He pronounced
No school today
He could not go
He just thought
that I should know
I examined him well
No temperature
could be found
So I told him hurry
the bus was about to
come around
He looked with bewildered eyes
and clutched his
aching side
With sympthy
I told him
with not even the hint of a smile
it's just your gizzard
it will quit after a little while
he looked at me
about to refuse
but decided
it would be of no use
The homework
he should have finished
the test
he would face that day
with his supposed pain
would not go away
So dragging his feet
bus driver blowing his horn
This young boy learned
Do your homework
and hope to learn
the material that will be on
your test on any given day
cause hurting gizzards
can't keep them away.
©2006 Tina Clark
Worked every time! HA!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Loved this write!
Just your hurtin' gizzard, what a genius Mom! :)
Warm HuGs,Sheeeoxoox
really cute boy do i remember those days
kinda hard to get away with it when your grown hu....
Love Tinka
Love,
Eileen
Rusty
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CJ
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