I Just Got Out of the County Jail

After a wonderful late afternoon walk in the park, 
my wife and I moseyed over to the Japanese Hibachi Grille for some dinner. 
What we got into was some good old fashioned drama down at BeniHana...

You see, I got me a fetish for shiny cookware, 
so as the patrons' eyes honed in on the iron chef 
dicing up onions, shrimp, and chicken...
mine were busy fantasizing about concealing Ginsu knives
clankin' in the kitchen. 
"Brew Silly began his routine with the hot fire volcano bit
atop the flat grille.
In the distraction, my sticky fingers began reactin',
 slippin' utensils inside my zipper, for a thrill. 
Things started heatin' up as folks were eating up;
Spatulas started flyin'! 
Mushrooms were a fryin', 
My conscience stopped trying... 
tired of getting beaten up!

Now, if I told you I was lookin' at what was cookin'...
I'd be a lyin'. 
I mean, I was really tryin',
but the devil had me by the klepto-hands...guiding me.
Riling me up.
 
He said, "Go for one of them Wok's! Do it now Big Dog! 
Get yir rocks off! Knock yir socks off! 
Quick man...sly like a fox, Hoss!"

My heart said, "No", but my head said, "OH HELL YES!"
Sadly, I was in cahoots with the devil, 
bass mixed with treble, 
trouble poundin' in my chest! 
So guess what came next?-

I grabbed one of them big brass bitches, 
signaled Jessie's ass with a quickness, 
and started gunnin for the door!
Of course, my good hearted wife started whinin', 
"Honey, I wasn't done, now what are we leavin' for?"

"Listen baby, I'll explain later.
Right now it's time to go!"

As we passed the pretty little hostess,
she banged the gong and said real fast, 

"AHH, Tank-You Berry Much F'wor Cummean Fwolks!"

We jetted towards the park, but it was getting dark.
My legs began to fail. The cops were on our tail.
We tried to walk and play it off, but it was no use.
We should have stayed and ate our food, 
and drank our brews with "BREWS!"

The pigs threw me to the ground, 
then began to squeal and bark.
They tossed us in the County Jail, 
twenty thousand bail...
 ____________FOR TAKIN' A WOK TO THE PARK!!!


~"True story ={WinK+Wink}
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Thompson Avatar
August 1, 2018 at 8:07 PM
Can i just say.AWESOME! this was making me grin the whole way through Jsl. A wok in the park..tooo funny. Best wishes, Jess :)
Kriticos Avatar
October 1, 2016 at 8:32 PM
This was exactly the dose of humor i needed today i laughed out loud at multiple spots in the poem. i also found myself more and more shocked as the poem went on at how clever of a writer you are. Not to say i expected less but this you are a top notch comedian my friend. I cant wait to read the rest of your library!
Sibanda Avatar
October 21, 2014 at 2:41 PM
This is an interesting poem.
Kearley Avatar
September 17, 2014 at 3:56 PM
Ha,hahahahhahahahahha! Now that is funny! Your a riot...
Lindley Avatar
September 17, 2014 at 10:16 AM
My friend this was a delight to read this fine morn! Can not hide a wok in a sock..... You do humor great too. Amazingggggggggggggg!!! Giving this delightful write a solid 7..
Walker  Avatar
September 1, 2014 at 9:12 PM
Super human humor got you in trouble. Well written JS. Verlena
Callus Avatar
September 1, 2014 at 9:58 AM
I give you a 7 rating for entertainment, Robo!! That final line should have been enough to get you scot-free. [who said that this was not true....the 'wink' is just part of a winkle stuck in the wok!] // paul
A  Avatar
August 27, 2014 at 7:05 PM
LOL, I'm gonna have to call you a convict. Mr Roboto, ain't nothing more loving than commissary money. I'm here to let you know, this is the first poem, I've commented in months. It makes you special. It has nothing to do, with the last comment you left me. Or does it! I bet you'd be a ball to dine with. ha-ha-ha. ~SKAT~
Mcdaid Avatar
August 27, 2014 at 5:40 AM
excellent story really very enjoyable read totally relate
A   Avatar
August 26, 2014 at 8:05 PM
What, I'm gonna pretend I did not read this poem. LOL.. What! What! Once again, I've been there, done that!!! I guess, we all have a little devil in all of us.. Or is it just you and me.. LOL... Maybe you should have stayed to eat your food.. wink! wink...Linda..
Ink-U-Script Avatar
August 26, 2014 at 9:04 AM
I can't stop laughing...I actually love that restaurant. You described the scenery right on point..especially with the Volcano..lol
Carrillo Avatar
August 25, 2014 at 11:04 PM
That was an adventure so don't take anymore woks in the park. Nice men like you don't belong in a place like Jail. Have a blessed day... Lucy
Smith Avatar
August 25, 2014 at 7:29 PM
Quite the story my friend...lol
Dietrich Avatar
August 25, 2014 at 5:35 PM
hahaha. a wok to the park. That was a priceless closing line for this one. I LOVE this kind of writing. Too bad it was NOT true. You would have quite the story to tell the grandkids!!
Chircop Avatar
August 25, 2014 at 1:27 PM
Haha..I' m taking no wok of mine to the park..I might risk taking a pan though : ).Funny story,but guess its not so funny to get bailed and have to pay : )..Excellent post..Made me chuckle : )
Lamoureux Avatar
August 25, 2014 at 8:32 AM
You Rocked the Wok, this was so much fun! The last line killed me.
Allison Avatar
August 25, 2014 at 3:23 AM
I laughed out loud especially at the final line - hilarious! Great write Mr Roboto:-) hugs Jan xxx
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