if the thing had just zagged by Maria Francescayou heard all about it -
it's all of the talk -
you saved 'til you had enough cash
then you planned your big buy
and you sped to the store
so amped up you developed a rash.
you loaded it up
and you brought it straight home
and you tore it right out of its bag.
but the thing doesn't do
what you thought it would do -
it zigs
when you want it to zag.
you read the directions,
you googled, you binged,
you even called up your old dad -
but it still doesn't do
what you thought it would do -
it still zigs
when you want it to zag.
so you went to the store
and you asked for some help -
you explained that their product has lagged -
but the clerk simply smiled as she patiently said,
"it's a zigger - it's not meant to zag."
now, you've always been perfectly patient and calm -
and you're certain the shop girl meant well,
but there's only so much a consumer can take,
so you blew her directly to hell.
and you knew it was wrong
and you knew you would pay
and you knew you would likely regret this day
but the thing wouldn't zag -
it was clearly a zigger
so you smiled and you aimed
and you pulled the trigger
and you thought to yourself as she bled and she gagged
this would all have been fine if the thing had just zagged.
11/18/2012 Posted on 11/19/2012 Copyright © 2025 Maria Francesca
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 11/19/12 at 04:49 AM Great, great word play. Wonderful. |
Posted by Ariane Scott on 11/20/12 at 02:25 AM Love the rhythm, a fun read that takes a surprising dark turn in the last couple of stanzas...very smart analogy for soooo many things. |
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/25/12 at 12:31 PM Fun read, Maria. Full of that "life's like that" kinda irony. |
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/25/12 at 02:40 PM Hilarious - can I call this noire poetry? Thanks for this fun variety of rhyming and the revolting (as in revolution) conclusion. ;) |
Posted by Bertram Sparagmos on 12/01/12 at 02:30 AM So, I imagine you've worked in retail? |
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