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Acme 101
by Britt ZimmermanBees are a swarmin, and i somehow get the feeling like I missed the e ticket for the long walk off a short pier. And I am dangling like a cartoon character, legs suspended running on some unseen treadmill. Body dropping, head staying in place...Zip then catching up again. Hitting the ground with a giant THUD typewritten above a gaping whole in the cement. White flag a waving, sheepish grin, "meep meep!" watch the roadrunner zoom by my exhausted flattened like a tin can body. Get ACME on the phone...I want my money back for all the things I bought into that never worked right. I guess I failed to read the disclaimers.
Abuhdeeabudeeabudee THats All Folks... 06/22/2004 Author's Note: Ever feel like the coyote in a world full of roadrunners?
Posted on 06/22/2004
Copyright © 2025 Britt Zimmerman
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/22/04 at 04:26 PM I think this is a great start Britt to what could be a much greater poem, considering the theme. Maybe an anvil, a rocket on your back, falling into deep canyons, etc. like the inspiring cartoon. Good to read you again! :o) |
| Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 06/22/04 at 08:29 PM very clever! |
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