Vince Suzadail Jr. Poet Light Verse

Don'T Even Think It

It’s midnight and I’m alone downstairs
I hope she’s sleeping, I’ve said my prayers
Now I’m walking like I’m in a dream
Sneak in the kitchen for some ice cream
DON”T EVEN THINK IT
Back upstairs I hear her snore
So I slowly shut the bedroom door
Be very careful so she doesn’t wake
Sneak back downstairs to get some cake
DON’T EVEN THINK IT
Damn that woman can read my mind
Or I’ve got an alarm tied to my behind
I’m getting so hungry, I could cry
Just a couple of pieces of Pizza pie
DON’T EVEN THINK IT
Damn it woman I’m wasting away
Don’t know if I’ll make it through another day
I’m so weak I’m on my knees
I’ll save myself with some chips and cheese
DON’T EVEN THINK IT
What would happen if I’d get sick and die
Then you’d have to stay home and cry
Now, because I don’t want to see you blue
I’m going to eat those donuts just for you
DON’T EVEN THINK IT
Now a salad bowl would be just the right fit
Ice cream, whipped cream, banana split
Some chocolate, strawberry going to make my day
Then I heard a voice behind me say
DON’T EVEN THINK IT.

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Abraham L December 23, 2008 at 11:22 PM very talented a very good message behind this poem, i wont think it. good poem

Amy Swanson November 26, 2008 at 7:44 AM hahahahahha Watch out because next might come the frying pan!! ;) LOL Loved this! It was funny... imaginative... and for some odd reason, I now have the strangest craving for donuts, thanks a lot for THAT. (just kidding!) :P This is a good one for Thanksgiving leftover-night! You have some awesome poetry. God bless, Amy :)

Michelle Mac Donald September 6, 2008 at 8:23 AM What a fun piece of poetry, Vince. :) Had women's intuition kicked in, or was it your own conscience? This is written extremely well..it's like this is the little boy in you. Love the last line...no longer was she calling out from upstairs, but directly behind you.:) This is sweet! Wishing the best to you and yours...God bless....Mikki

Adell Foster August 28, 2008 at 4:16 AM Vince, this is a very humorous read. Excellent imagery and flow throughout, thankfully your wife's voice though she was asleep managed to keep you from packing on a few more pounds in a moment of weakness.... "Don't Even Think It" is a fabulous write and at least you won't have to say the devil made me do it... lol Thank you for sharing the read and for your supportive critiques :-)God's Love and Many Blessings, Always, Adell

Marycile Beer August 27, 2008 at 8:05 AM I got the picture, Vince. I am afraid I am in the same position at times. Only I am the only one to say DON'T EVEN THINK IT and once in a while I listen to the words. Ha Ha. Love it God Bless, Cile

Michael Degenhardt August 26, 2008 at 8:18 AM Oh my, you must have ben watching my house when you wrote this one LOL Excellent storylione, humor and flow. As well, so true in many households. Terrific read. Michael

Deneen White August 24, 2008 at 4:29 PM Hi Vince love this, it's funny and tells a tale at the same time, I love the humor interjected in this write, I also have to fight the temptation of eating sweets, take care D-nyce

Heidie Buys August 22, 2008 at 4:44 PM This lifts the spirit way up high. Well written and so very enjoyable. Now you have made me hungry. Love Heidie

Inkstain Thepoet August 19, 2008 at 6:38 PM You are a very funny guy. That was a wonderful poem. I enjoyed ever bit of it and "DON'T EVEN THINK" about ever stop writing poetry.

Patricia Langston-Moran August 19, 2008 at 11:51 AM What a great poem. Makes me want you to give in and just sink your teeth into a delicioud donut and a banana split! And thank you for your comment on my poem, Silent House, which was featured. Patricia

Caroline Parker August 19, 2008 at 9:55 AM You made me laugh. Love the wit and humor. Thanks!...Cindy

James Foulk August 18, 2008 at 8:46 PM I'm always sneaking food also, but this was a very funny poem and brought a smile, enjoyed it.

Michael Jordan August 18, 2008 at 2:20 PM I think our wives are twins Vince sure sounds like it anyway - God Bless you my friend and I wish to thank you for your continued friendship and support of my poetry Vince

Sharon Winter August 18, 2008 at 10:16 AM LOL! You are too funny! My husband would just ignore me so I have stopped trying - sort of. : ) Oh man did I need this smile. You are a gift! Love, Shar

Louise Nelson August 18, 2008 at 9:24 AM Vince, if you're a baby boomer and I think you are we're at the stage in life where we can no longer eat like teenagers. So give you wife a big hug and kiss from me, as she is keeping you healthy and alive so you can continue to give us much joy and laughter iwth your poems. I love this poem. all my love (I feel you pain) louise nelson

Kristin Reynolds August 18, 2008 at 8:17 AM Oh my goodness, Vince - you had me laughing out loud! HA! "damn it womna, I'm wasting away..." HA! My husband would agree (he eats like a crazy person in the middle of the night...and leaves me the "remains" on the counter in the morning. Can you see my eyes rolling? awesome, loved this, Kristin

Carrie Richards August 18, 2008 at 8:06 AM Love it!! This could be me looking over my husband's shoulder!! I have even caught him eating peanut better out of the jar with a spoon....and have tip-toed out of bed because of the aroma of pop-tarts in the toaster work me up! It's our job to keep you guys in line!!!......Very funny poem...keep us laughing!......Carrie