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Beans ... For Dinner?

by Lori I Wolfe

I went to the supermarket today
You wanted beans for dinner
so I left right away.

I traveled down the aisle searching with my cart
when ... Oh My God! This man began to fart!
He turned and he said, "Oh my, was that me?"
I couldn't answer him
the gas made it hard to see.

I ran for the door to get out of the place
but this window popped up
and smacked me in the face.

I don't remember what happened after that
except waking up with my lips fat!

Then I heard the sirens
I thought they where for me
but instead a fire had started
from a match in aisle three.

I jumped to my feet
and ran for my car
it was a good thing
that I didn't live very far

I flew through the door
feeling safe from the smell
then I told you, "sorry, no beans ...
the store smelt like hell!"

01/02/2002

Posted on 01/02/2002
Copyright © 2024 Lori I Wolfe

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/04/02 at 04:40 PM

Good job of fleshing out a sensitive subject and adding humor to it, Lori.

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 12/18/03 at 12:11 AM

This still tickles me when I read it Lori...Charlie

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 12/07/06 at 03:21 AM

Congratulations on poem of the day Lori. Funtastic!.....Charlie

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