What think you of a sonnet about mowing the lawn at 7 a.m.?
Hoping that neighbor don’t start his mower
At seven a.m. Cause if he starts it…
Grass gonna glide, his shirt, shoes, and his cap.
But, I’m a peaceful sort, with a excellent heart…
Damned fool just cranked it up. Now I got to
Flatten all four tires…my car’s tires, of course!
Then sashay over to his idiot
Self…bat my lashes, sweetly question for help…
Which I don’t need, cause my brothers taught me
Everything about tires and fixing…
But HE don’t know that, and I ain’t tellin…
Cause, long about eleven a…damn…m,
He will be through inflating all four tires,
And it will be too hot to mow his lawn.
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(He has to do it with a bicycle pump!)
HA!
His mower just broke down! Now all I hear is cussin…and I know all those words already…..ah, peaceful Saturday morning again!
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LOL!
Now, this is worthy of a excellent laugh and that is just what I am doing now! Ingenuity and bicycle pumps…long they live! Excellent one here!
A wonderfully amusing modern sonnet. I’m reading it from that Round Table I just wrote about and spilling my fourth cup of coffee.
Well done on a Saturday morning.
That’s cute!
Don’t let suburbia disturb ya
It’s not just words you manipulate well I see.
Careful not to over inflate his ego.
Brings to mind “Samuel Clemens…”
Clever…I liked it…
Brilliant — the metre here is so fluent, which I like. I prefer this poem quite a bit to the rain sonnet, partly for that reason.
Reminds me of my neighbor using a jackhammer all day on his patio, starting at about the same time of day, and using it all day long!
My neighbors have started a building project. I don’t reckon there will be any late mornings for awhile.
WoW… That’s excellent !!! Yes the sonnet….Also
your DEVIOUSNESS!!!,,,,
Any guy who mows his lawn at 7 a.m.
Has gone to bed the night before long before 10.00
I got my revenge by mowing my lawn in the dark
It made every dog in the neighbourhood bark.
I continued till he came and screamed out his door
I said”How do you like it buddy?”,now he does it no more.
The next day I received cookies, pies and home made bread
From thankful neighbours,who like to sleep later in bed.
I reckon there should be a law against people doing such things so eary in the morning.
I’ll have to try the bat the eyelash routine…the usual threats of mayhem don’t work so well. Thanks for the tip and the Sonnet is wonderful!