Lawrence Hall
Dispatches for the Colonial Office
He was a Cute Little Boy
And on occasion he
was told no
“One…”
Sometimes he was
yelled no
“Two…!”
Sometimes he was yelled
no again
“Twooooo…!”
And again
“Twooooooooo…this time I mean it!”
Sometimes he was
screamed no
“Twwwwwwwwwoooo! DON’T MAKE ME GO TO THREE!”
And again
“Threeeeeeeeeeee! I SAID THREE! YOU
KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!”
But then
“Okay, one…”
And then
“Two,
if you’ll tell your sister you’re sorry…”
And then
“OKAY, MISTER, THREE! AND I MEAN IT
THIS TIME!”
And then
(“Honey, don’t you think you’re being
a little rough? Now you’ve made him cry.”)
And then years later
the state superior court told him no
And they didn’t yell.
And they didn’t say “one”
And they didn’t say “two”
And they didn’t say “three”
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