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Thursday, March 31, 2016
Rob The Cat Box
Happiness -
just a stone's throw away.
You put your speakers
in your window.
"Rock the Casbah,"
Joe Strummer sang.
The Clash on cassette -
our mix tape.
Happiness -
just rolling papers away;
a knock
on my bedroom door.
"Rob the Cat Box?!?!"
my mom would exclaim,
and we'd laugh ourselves limp
on the floor.
For Izy's prompt at Real Toads
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- Maude Lynn
- Anybody who has survived his childhood has enough information about life to last him the rest of his days. ---Flannery O'Connor
12 comments:
"Covet not thy neighbor's feline excrement." --Confabulations 5:12
Love it.
This is just perfect!!!!! I love it.
Okay, Fireblossom's comment is distracting me...
This poem had a lot for me to connect with anyway, but so much fun! Isn't it always a party with The Clash?
A lot of fun. K.
So sorry to be so limp in commenting-- very tired-- but it really is a charming poem. Thanks. K
To be fair, I don't think you need to be high to hear it as "rob the cat box", but I imagine it would help. :D
LOL!!!
much love...
A lovely reminiscence. I've never smoked marijuana, but when I first smelled it on my daughter, I would've preferred a cat box. Oy, such a stink! Loved this, my friend.
A lovely reminiscence. I've never smoked marijuana, but when I first smelled it on my daughter, I would've preferred a cat box. Oy, such a stink! Loved this, my friend.
Sounds like something my mom would say! Love this...thanks for posting!
Oh, how I miss smoking ganja!! Too bad it's only legal to damn yankees....
My favorite misheard lyrics:
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love. - Might as well face it, you're a dick with a glove.
I like big butts and I cannot lie. - I like big butts in a can of limes.
She don't like, she don't like, she don't like, Cocaine. - She don't like, she don't like, she don't like, Gauguin.
xo
oh man. that's hilarious ~
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