The 'Look' -
"Don't you make me stop the car?" - a terrorizing threat...was part of every lengthy trip our fam'ly ever took,
And those of us who'd piqued his wrath would instantly desist when Dad would tap the brake and, glancing back, deploy - the "Look"!
And me an' brother Rufus, during Sunday morning sermons, as kids of 6 and under will, were known to misbehave,
But once our mom had had enough, I've never seen a glare scarier than the "Look" to make us stop our Mother gave!
But neither Dad's nor Mother's "Looks", as frightening as they were, compare to what, without a doubt's, the worst in all my life,
Which, on occasion, hits me like a ton of iron bricks when I get spotted flirting with some woman - by my wife!
Copyright © Mark Stellinga | Year Posted 2022
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