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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Sometimes I don't hear so well, Sometimes I get confused English is a tough language Verse, tense, structures, sentences It's an easy language to get abused I sat on the couch, facing the TV, And on the coffee table before me, What did I see? A glass, half filled, a pen and pad, A handful of change, that's all we had. I asked my room-mate, Who was in the next room, What time is was, I heard her boom; "Quarter to Eight"! Well, I wasn't hungry, Rest assured, But to keep the peace, I endured, Swallowing a quarter, Maybe now she'll tell me the time? "Okay, done!" I rasped, voice thick with the unwashed filty quarter. "Okay, okay, I did what you said I ought'a Now can you tell me the time?".... Thinking, "My God, she's thick, just like my daughter!!!" "Quarter to Eight!!!" This time, more emphatically... She's getting annoyed, This I could sense So I reluctantly swallowed Another Quarter, Thinking to my self, "Thank God, I didn't have to do it with 25 pence." At this point, she entered the room, Hair wrapped in towel... Squeaky-clean from her shower, She glanced at the table, Frowned, and asked, "Why'd you take part of my bus fare?" "How will I get to work?" I didn't know why, But I sensed somehow, I think I'd been a jerk. I blurted out; "Didn't you ask me to ate those Quarters?" My sheepish grin of supplication belied the fear inside. I only wish I could think, Of some clever place to hide. She stared at me, as if amazed, Noticing me for the very first time.... "So what happens if I ask you, "Can you stop on a dime?" Would you sand atop said coin, Motionless for all time? Or would you swallow the dimes, assuming they are desert, and henceforth the meal was over??" I was feeling dumb and ridiculed, As I tried to shrug it off Opened 2 bottles of wine, Yanking, twisting off the corks And went back to my regular foods, Knives and spoons, and forks!
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