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The Color of Yellow
Me: I’m sorry, I didn’t catch you name Him:Yellow, but my friends call me Yell Me: Say again? I’m somewhat hearing impaired Him: Yellow!! But my friends call me Yell!! Me: There’s certainly no need to YELL at me sir Him: Son of a…I said Yellow!! But my friends ca... Me: Ahh, I see, so you’re a yellow fellow then? Him: Okay whatever, yeah, I’m a yellow fellow Me: Well, there’s nothing at all to be afraid of sir Him: You givin’ me a BAD case of the red-ass here! Me: A red Ass? Might I suggest that you dye it y... Him:You and me are fixin’ to visit the hospital bud! Me: Well, I’m certainly no doctor but it could be jaundice Him:You’re gonna NEED a doctor, you yellow bellied… Me: Sir, I'm certain that my abdomen is flesh toned, see? Him: Oh lordy me! Pull your FREEKIN’ shirt back d.... Me: By the way, do you remember that song Mellow Yel… Him: (Slam-Bam-Ooof!!)---Pretty sure its Donovan, right? Me: No hir, my name ih NOH Donovan, ih’s Him Ryerson Him: Gonna make me do this AGAIN? (more slam-bam-ooof) Me: Excuse me hir, it heems I’ve fallen and cannoh geh up Him: Call Life Alert and tell them you need a dentist... * Edited and extended version of a previous post Dedicated to the VERY talented poet Monterey Sirak whose contest this poem placed in...Thanks Monterey!
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