Five Places Where You Can Find The Devil: 5 Poems
Author: Colin Stewart
Even the strongest detergent cannot clean
the contents of this washing machine
and rid your clothes of that burnt smell
from your first day on the job in a place called Hell!
The Remote Control:
Your long suffering spouse has finally fled
and it's the very reason most housewives dread
as the devil's bony finger made an undisputed call
by fixing his attention on Sunday football!
The Gentleman caller thought he would share
a colorful flower oh so rare
and sweet Annie blushed with her cheeks full of red.
He brought the poor girl back from the dead!
There's no time out for the specter of death.
Even he couldn't catch his undying breath
as the wind still blows his infernal flag
and another soldier has filled a body bag!
Accept my signature along the dotted line
and please disregard any moral decline
as a degradation of this warning sign
that human indiscretion is not easy to define!
Comments on this poem/writing:
|shiloh (18.104.22.168) -- Thursday, October 22 2009, 02:35 pm|
the job you're talking about MUST be at RadioShack! it was Hell with florescent lighting, for sure! I used to like retail until i worked there - customers were okay, but the senior supervisors were the pits - only caring about one thing - $$$.
|Tina Klline (22.214.171.124) -- Saturday, November 14 2009, 11:28 pm|
I liked all of these. Great rhyme and rhythm.
All very clever!
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