Wishing and still hoping.
I have always been a fan of Kung Fu and Brue Lee I so wanted to Learn the art and looked around for lessons But although I travelled far and wide I found none not one for me Disheartened that instead of becoming a master As I had dreamed about it since childhood It was a complete disaster Then one day out of the blue I was looking at the back of a Kung Fu magazine Something caught my eye and my imagination too It was an ad which read '' Master kung Fu within an hour'' I just couldn't believe it could be true.? But I sent five hundred bucks to a post office box Somewhere In Timbuktu About a week later I received a packet With no return label or return address I begin to think is this some kind of racket? But I couldn't wait to get it open and see What was inside waiting There for me Inside was a Kung Fu Suit way too small With instructions written in Chinese on what to do Also included was a chart with Kung moves I couldn't work out at all Funny it came with a jar too? The instructions read '' Go out into the garden wearing your new suit of navy blue'' So I did go into the garden as it told me to do But the Kung Fu suit was so small and tight I couldn't move And I was getting frustrated too I unscrewed the lid on the jar Unexpectedly and suddenly I was attacked by a swarm of angry bees how bizarre? It was a scam and a sting alright As I first thought it would be I was covered in hundreds of bee stings ouch! that night I hope this will warn you to think carefully That you can't learn an ancient art within an hour And you may never be Bruce Lee.
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
