A One Way Ticket
Or
This Ain't The Polar Express
by Rick Tornello
T’was
a week before Christmas
And Kathrine’s main gift
was going to be a one way ticket to the
naughty list:
A LegoŽ constructed Millennium FalconŽ
in her hands bound
was smashed and crashed to pieces spread
up-on the ground.
A Millennium Falcon some time consuming
constructed,
with some pieces still unaccounted, was
now completely busted.
She, threw
things it in a childish fit of rage
based upon events that her nasty brother
made.
I pondered upon some thought,
were she some child sage, her revenge
could have been a bit more staid.
But from her mothers lips these words
were instantly stated and no pardon was
extended:
“That’s a one way ticket to the
naughty list,
and that trains pulls out of this station
next.
To your room, you’re now confined.
It’s better than spanking your
behind.”
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Trademarks like LEGO
owned by whom ever, not my problem. It’s
just a point of reference.
By,
R.TornelloŠ 2020 & the Village idiot Press
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