A CLASSIC HOMECOMING

   


        Well, look who's here!
        I remember you,
        Ya flee bitten piece of s**t.
        Home at last!
           
        Seen the world?
        You and your mangy pack
        trapsing gutter to gutter
        looking for a fight

        or just wild with the itch,
        panting breath, raving mad,
        following your nose,
        chasing every b***h in heat?

        Well, hail, hero! Guardian!
        Leaving us at home, alone.
        Hard time I've had of it,
        keeping everyone in line.

        Been gone so long
        you won't eve know your pup
        and every mut in town's
        sniffing at his mother's tail.

        She knows I've done my best.
        It's sad. All her waiting,       
        All her whining--for you!
        Poor Penelope.

Reviews

[Tex]

What a great write! You sir have packed so much into such a small package. I feel like I know the family. I get a sense of the longing of the mother, the bitterness of the eldest child, the struggles of the family, the irresponsibility of the wayward dad.

just an amazing write!