Stuffed

...some of the rich are one "hurricane Sandy" away from being an equal to the lower class." No food..no wine..no shelter. Let us give thanks.

 

 

((((((((STUFFED))))))))

Sitting next to the babe of sister Jane, is
a stomach, renting an apartment for two.
Uncle Bob and Brother Ted, are
there visiting from Kalamazoo.
And there's Grandma Edith, who
curses mostly in Swedish.
So much food and wine, one
ought to be squeamish.
Plates overloaded with turkey and butter rolls.
Whole-made stuffing, and green bean casserole. Napkins
everywhere. Wiping up the warm cranberry sauce.
All the while sits pretty Jill, who

quietly applies her pink lip gloss.

All of them....
Forgetting to say grace...
Forgetting to thank the Lord for their health, and warm fireplace.

FILL THEIR CUPS FULL OF WINE.
LET THEM LAUGH AND LET THEM DINE.
THEY WILL BLOAT, AND THEY WILL GLOAT.
SOME DAY...

THEY'LL RUN OUT OF FOOD.
LICKING THE CRUMBS OFF, THE

SOLE OF THEIR SHOES.
TO STAY ALIVE...

THEY WILL EAT THE CAT THAT SWALLOWED THE RAT.
ENOUGH CHOLESTEROL TO GIVE THEM ALL; A

FERKING HEART-ATTACK!

 

 

 

Author's Note

Definition of Fercking: Bleep...

Tried to keep it g-rated. :D

Reviews

[Ruth]

There shall always be those who are never thankful for what they have and never see the suffering of others...
Amazes me how "poor" to some people is not affording a bottle of champagne and to others is literally is not eating...there is no balance and plenty of wealth in this world to share, sickens me!
Poignant darlin, well voiced and damn well needed ♥

[Baby Ricochet]

Thanksgiving feasting. It makes me warm all over man. Miss a few of them and you'll know.

[Muse]

Only American's look for another reason to eat. lol

[James William Dyer]

Hey! pretty Title. This was great, all up to the "ferking heart attack" lol, IN MY OPINION, I'd alter that line. "Whole-made stuffing, and green bean casserole. Napkins
everywhere. Wiping up the warm cranberry sauce.
" lovedd the way you broke these lines. Great Imagery, nice sound. I could see it all perfect in my head, the gluttons. A NIN fan, huh? Reznor's a pretty disturbing poet, a good one, but his lack of emotional diversity can get monotonous.

[Muse]

I had a feeling you'd prefer to not sugar-coat the "f" word..I have used it plenty trust me.

[kublakhan27]

This is pretty damn funny, though not without its morals, be they intentional or not :P I love this either way :)

[Muse]

I love sarcasm and humor..but I wanted to make the reader feel guilty. You know me..I don't believe in comfort food.

[kublakhan27]

Nothing wrong with that...I always refer to myself as "dry-humoured" though I wonder if that's a just a pleasant way of saying I'm sarcastic...I actually wrote something called "Discomfort Food" so I know where you're coming from :P

[Muse]

I want to read it...is it posted? Nevermind..I'll go look.

[David Scott]

Your too funny! Already smacking your lips for Thanksgiving. You seem to write with a musical energy. Shucky darn and slop the chickens! The inlaws are coming! Fun read and you didn't scare me this time. Ha. ;-)

[Muse]

Thanks penquin..I never meant for this poem to be scary. A little morbid maybe..but not scary.Trying to lighten up the mood you know?

[David Scott]

duhhh.... :-) You are exactly what you intend to be when you write, that is obvious!
I'll get a pic up. Don't worry. I'm really not actually a penguin you know. I used to be, but it was too hard to type, so I became something else. I'm still evolving...ha.

[Muse]

Evolution has not been kind to you. lol

[David Scott]

Ouch! I think I might shed a tear. Honk!
The fates are seldom kind, but they are interesting and complicated. ;-)
Gotta drill... lol

[Steven]

" THEY WILL EAT THE CAT THAT SWALLOWED THE RAT. "

hahaha, I fercking love that line! Alright, feels pretty gobbley.

But I think this must be step one. Surely you're only warming up...

[Muse]

I felt like Dr. Suess when I wrote that line.

[Alvin Stone]

This is the first thing I have read here that I really like (but, hey, I have only just arrived). I love the humour - cursing in Swedish killed me for some reason - the strong imagery but most of all the rhythm and pace. Usually I'm not a fan of all caps but it is completely appropriate here and it's like the train picking up speed as it comes to the end of broken tracks over a canyon. The best bit is the small lines in italics that separates the two raucous halves. The still moment of inner thoughts between the clutter and noise of the family party and then the railroad to hell is rhythmically close to perfect. Show me more.

[Muse]

Railroad to hell....ferking right. That was my intent...so glad you felt that way.