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By: Hubert Wilson

A LONG PAST HOT SUMMER SATURDAY,
MY BROTHERS AND I SOUGHT SOMETHING NEW TO PLAY.
WE WERE STARTING TO BORE,
WHILE OUR PARENTS WERE AT THE GROCERY STORE.
THE USUAL GAME,
JUST DID NOT SEEM THE SAME.
AFTER KNOCKING ALL THE MARBLES OUT OF THE RING.
THE GAME NO LONGER HAD THAT ZING.
MY BIG BROTHERS DECIDED TO TAKE A SWAT
AT A SPARROW WITH A MARBLE IN A SLINGSHOT.
SOON ALL THE BIRDS FLEW AWAY,
AND WE LOOKED AGAIN FOR A NEW GAME TO PLAY.
THEN, MY MISCHIEVOUS BIG BROTHERS
CREATED A GIANT SLINGSHOT LIKE NO OTHERS!
NAILING BICYCLE INNER TUBE STRIPS TO FRONT PORCH POSTS,
WE HAD THE BIGGEST SLINGSHOT TO BOAST!
SINCE ALL THE BIRDS WERE GONE,
WE EYED WINDY POLITICIANS SPEAKING ON THE COURTHOUSE LAWN!
SOON MARBLES OF ALL COLOR AND SIZE
SHOWERED FROM THE HEAVENS TO THE POLITICIANS' SURPRISE!
MARBLES ZIPPED THROUGH THE TREES!
THE POLITICIANS SCURRIED LIKE FLEAS!
AS AWAY THEY WENT,
PEOPLE THOUGHT VERBAL RELIEF WAS HEAVEN SENT!
WHEN OUR PARENTS CAME HOME,
THEY WERE STILL TALKING ABOUT HOW THE POLITICIANS HAD SUDDENLY GONE!
MY BROTHERS AND I LAUGHED UNTIL WE CRIED
AT THE RAINING MARBLES THE POLITICIANS HAD FRIGHTFULLY EYED!
THIS WAS OUR MOST DEVILISH ACT
UNTIL OUR CONCRETE DRIVEWAY WE USED EXPLOSIVES TO CRACK!
BUT THAT IS ANOTHER TALE
THAT CAUSED OUR PARENTS TO TURN PALE!

About this poem:
FOR MY MISCHIEVOUS BROTHERS AND ALL VERBOSE POLITICIANS LOOKING TO THE HEAVENS FOR ASSISTANCE - OR PUNISHMENT! 73448

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