I planned a child's party
To which I was tardy
Oh brother! My job is in jeopardy.
My balloon delight
Caused such a fright
When it popped in the middle of an ice cream fight.
The party was ruined
The birthday girl was boo-hooin'
And her mother shouted, "Oh yes, I'll be suin' "
The life of a party planner
Could never be grander!
After this one I quit. I'm now a panhandler.
random thoughts falling from the opening in my brain that was made by the whip of life...
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Thursday, March 07, 2013
That dreaded washing machine
My character hates reality television.
Oh yes, she loves being real but she revels and gets caught up in the masked identity of fantasy. Bold colors, engaging action and bellowing music scores make her tingle with enthusiasm and takes her to distant exotic places where she can no longer hear car horns, bill collectors and the washing machine.
Sigh!
Back to reality.
That dreaded washing machine…
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