Brat For Supper

Brat For Supper

A Poem by Earl Schumacker
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Brat For Supper

Johnny Brat figures out quickly

How to get the best results

When tossing animals in the air

You grab the tail while spinning it

Just ask kitty.  He knows well.


Finding the proper trajectory is crucial for missiles

Creating a vortex of momentum is important as well

An unpleasant experience is guaranteed upon release

The family cat is about to find out what is displeasing


Dragging old bones across the floor to the kitchen

The cranky old witch watches from the window

With one hump or two protruding from her back

Propped up on a crooked stick, gazing out at the cat

In a state of distress in mid flight as you might expect


The old crow is too old to fly a broom

But she makes wonderful meals of youths

Counting calories because of her weight

But don’t count her out just yet


Through a glass darkly she sees a brat in action

Watching out as her kitty cat gets tossed about

The old hag grows hungry for a solution

A cauldron is ready with wood and coal

Awaits for what comes next down in the soul


Old witches chew gum with no flavor and no teeth

With the same fervor as with a nasty child

One makes bubbles, the other, trouble

Will it be stew or soup this time

Looks like we are having brat again for supper

© 2020 Earl Schumacker


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Added on October 3, 2020
Last Updated on October 3, 2020
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Earl Schumacker
Earl Schumacker

Atlantic City, NJ



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B.A. Degree in Literature and Language. I enjoy writing short stories, poetry, novels and keeping up with new scientific discoveries. I enjoy philosophy and Art appreciation. more..

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