A lyric sweet is every tiny tyke,
Whose parents'--"Hey! Shut it, mister! And eat
your fries! Hey! I don't like--Hey! I don't like
your attitude!--And you, you eat that meat,
young lady--Sit!--Some poor old--Sit!--old pig
is being tortured--Sit!--right as we speak
so you and Porky here can grow up big
and--I said sit! Sit! You just took a leak!
And drink your shake! Drink it! Hey! Hey! You do
not use that--Sit!--Some cow is suff--I'm spea--
What?--Shut it!--What? What? I can't hear--Hey, you!
You get your ass back--What? All right, go pee--
And you, you fu--And flush it God damn it!--
And y--Jesus Christ! Zip it back in, you sh*t!"
Dedicated with Respect for Children with Children for Parents
Non-Traditional Sonnet/Dramatic Monologue
January 18, 2022
Copyright © James Starkey III | Year Posted 2022
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