A Different Kind of SwitchA Poem by Randy JohnsonTHIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.When I refused to buy my son a Nintendo Switch, he turned on me. He gave away all of my possessions, including my big screen TV. He wound up getting a switch but not the kind that he expected. He wound up crying and crying because of the switch I selected. The switch that he got was a hickory switch. I used it on his butt and he screamed like a b***h. He learned that giving away my possessions wasn't a smart thing to do. He didn't want the kind of switch that he got because his butt is black and blue. © 2017 Randy Johnson |
StatsAuthorRandy JohnsonTNAboutI was born in Middlesboro, Kentucky on August 20, 1971. I've lived in East Tennessee since 1973. My hobbies are writing and drawing. more..Writing
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