Bully me you, I exemplified archetypal scapegoat

rew4er2nail

Even as old curmudgeon, aye pucker

and raspily suction toothless mouth

drawing reminiscent guffaws affecting

attempt impersonating plumber

(think unclogging toilet)

please support your local bummer

 

back in the day one

long haired pencil neck geeks palled

around with another

hirsute nerd - Roger Kummerer,

(who both of us graduated Methacton

High School class of 1977),

and yours truly readily

admitting, alluding, and attesting

without shadow of doubt

representing the dumber

than rocks of said beastie boys

bandits, donning particolored pachyderm

gabardine garb getup trumpeting,

especially as Mummer

on each New Year's Day

with bare ass tuchus

excellently imitating courtesy said orifice

(as chief motormouth) sound

of combo motorboat hummer.

 

Ah... the joys of amazingly aging gracefully

happily recalling never being beat into pulp dully

imagining dimming sense and sensibility

before (appearing gratefully dead)

lifeless body dumped into gully

 

nonetheless all the while fully

maintaining conscious, and forcefully

summoning forth latent powers gleefully

choking living daylights masterfully

delivering just desserts upon Tom Viglione,

whose plaintive laments truthfully

resonate as blessed music

to ears unaccustomed hearing pitifully

sounding long overdue comeuppance

 

forever disbelieving wrongfully

perpetrated injustice witnessed impossible mission

fueling an ordinarily meek lad

only in his dreams, he envisions zestfully.

 

Pugnacious thuggish hooligans... although

decades long since elapsed, whereby hoodlums

jockeyed to rain one after another verbal blow

threatening introverted diminutive boy

who, no surprise did eventually,

albeit (stuntedly) grow

(as an aside resembled anorexic

Santa Claus ho... ho... ho...)

still wracked, impacted, affected...,

this punster, he haint Joe

King, but upholds valuable humor less or mo'

feebly, lamely, and quirkily aspires toward po'

whit tree linkedin with infusing,

(no matter ex post facto)

freeing mine unsung hero.

 

 

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 10th, 2020 18:34
  • Category: Sociopolitical
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