Jack Ellison Poet Quatrain

Blabbermouth

Never know what's coming out of my mouth
Was once in a store in Cape Cod
Some lady clumsily knocked over a stand
Blurted out, “Look what you've done, my god!”

In an elevator in the heart of downtown Toronto
A lady hit the button for the second floor
I blurted out, “That's only one floor up,”
“could've walked up and got there before!”

Being a good sport, said “What! Burn a calorie?”
“Are you outta your cotton-pickin' mind?”
I thanked her and wished her a very good night
Happy I didn't end up on my behind

Never know what's coming out of my mouth
Had a few not too pleasant adventures
Like the time starting out a nervous young teller
Said to a lady, “may I help you, SIR!”

Really gotta learn to keep my trap shut
Fortunate to have survived this long
It's better to mumble and drool like an idiot
Or dance and sing children's songs!


© Jack Ellison 2013

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Sukmawati Komala March 16, 2013 at 12:48 AM aah,,, this is so lovely written <3 like this piece so much my friend Jack <3 a very nice sharing for all <3 :) Sk Jack Ellison March 16, 2013 at 6:09 AM Think I should start wearing a muzzle! LOL Big big hugs! xox

Timothy Hicks March 15, 2013 at 5:42 PM I'm not the most graceful person either when it comes to talking... Sometimes I feel like I can only way I can communicate coherently is when I write... Oddly though the fact I'm clumsy is one of the reasons people like me... Is that the same in your case? Keep on posting these stories man... They really cheer me up! Jack Ellison March 15, 2013 at 7:15 PM YUP! Clumsy is good... "look at that sweet clumsy old man, ya gotta love him!" LOL Sometimes use it as a ploy but keep that a secret! :)

Carol Eastman March 15, 2013 at 8:20 AM My mouth keeps getting my garden pooped on by that dragon... My Dad keeps complaining till they kicked him once, out of the hospital... What's life without a little adventure... Jack Ellison March 15, 2013 at 7:18 PM One day, someone's going to bop my one! And it's not going to get any better, only worse! LOL Big hugs dear Carol! mmmmmmmaaaaa!

Russell Sivey March 15, 2013 at 5:57 AM Ha ha, LOL...I can just hear you sing children's songs my friend! Or even dance them, ha ha, sorry I mean no offense, but from what I know of you...well actually now that I think about it some more, you might actually would do that! You are a very humble guy and you like to have fun, and this would be fun I bet! But it would still be funny to see you do that! Your poem is fabulous my friend, I really loved reading it this morning! Great Work!! Jack Ellison March 15, 2013 at 7:19 PM Having fun is what it's all about, right? You are always so kind and supportive of my silliness! Thanks a bunch!