Freddie Robinson Jr. Poet Light Verse

Playing the Dozens

Your mama said my mama
was blacker than burnt white toast
My daddy said your daddy
was a vanilla, rice cake loving Oriole
Your brother said my brother
was a jive, jitterbugging jigaboo
My sister said your sister
was a nappy head, big lip snaggletooth
Your best friend said my best friend
was an empty can of dummy orange juice
My best friend said your best friend
was a cuckoo for Coco Puffs fruit loop
I heard you said that I
was a lazy, waging the tail barf boy
You heard that I said you
was a bowlegged, cross-eyed Barbie toy

As children
we were taught that stick and stones
may break our bones
But words could never hurt
Good advice though that may be,
we know better ... 
Words do hurt people feelings deeply

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Cheryl Hoffman October 28, 2017 at 7:42 PM Awesome write Freddie because its so true! I couldn't help but chuckle at some of the funny things you call each other though, especially the cuckoo for coco puffs fruit loop one!~Che :)

Patricia Cresswell October 28, 2017 at 3:43 PM It is true physical wounds do heal given time but psychological wounds we carry forever and can be reopened at any time. People say that ugly things happened in other places and thus they feel they can divest themselves of responsibility. Not true we are all responsible.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart October 28, 2017 at 11:07 AM A Blue Ribbon for this well boned sleek coated fine muscled poem. Fave my dear. Peace and Love mo :)