The Bs About Eating Pancakes On Mardi Gras

Mardi Gras parades are rolling the streets again
I watched 'Isis' from inside my windowpane
A king and a queen were pretending to reign
but from the colorful revelry I chose to abstain

I grew up yelling, "Throw me something mister!"
Going to many parades with friends and my sister.
Walked miles on St. Charles Ave. and got a blister
and smiled when a float rider said, "I kissed her!"

I've ridden in several carnival krewes around the city
The floats, the long beads and costumes are pretty
I sang Prof. Longhair's "Go to the Mardi Gras" ditty
but I don't miss taking part. Not one itty bitty.

I began this poem thinking I'd correct a mistake
the BS poet wrote about a breakfast of pancakes.
No one eats that on Mardi Gras. For heaven's sake!
I told him, "Everyone gets Popeye's when they wake"

He read my comment and corrected the wrong date.
I told him he was off by a week, and he didn't hesitate
to delete my words, so I returned, not out of hate
but to ask him why he did that... my curiosity to sate

Another deletion without an explanation. That's BS!
So, I relied on myself to come up with a good guess.
I'd ruffled his ego, making it hard for him to confess
that he knew nothing about Fat Tuesday. He's a mess.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Koplin Avatar
February 19, 2023 at 10:23 AM
If anyone knows about Mardi Gras it would be you Lin. How rude and arrogant of him to delete your correct info. The knot head sure has some ego! You have penned yet another masterpiece. A fave for me.
Lane Avatar
February 21, 2023 at 11:03 AM
Thanks, Mark. I've seen a few (thousand parades and ridden in many). Thanks for faving this one.
Cunningham Avatar
February 19, 2023 at 7:25 AM
Any normal person would have been grateful for pointing out the error. A well written verse Lin, enjoy the celebrations minus the pancakes lol. Tom
Lane Avatar
February 19, 2023 at 7:30 AM
Thanks, Tom. I've not gone to a parade in years. I used to ride in quite a few and attend the balls, but not any longer. I'll take Popeye's over pancakes most days. LOL You're right about the lack of being grateful, and a 'thank you' wasn't needed, but neither was the rudeness.
Kavanagh  Avatar
February 19, 2023 at 7:11 AM
Indeed I do love this one Jenna, Heya Lin, it’s that BS air of absolute authority, and infallibility again, his egotistic ways have been controlling the billboard 100 for years now, so many poets are in fear of him because of that very fact, in case they slide out of the charts, hence they are forced to put up with the BS, I’m having my pancakes on Fat Tuesday and any other day I fancy one, great writing and courage shown here, cheers David
Kavanagh  Avatar
February 19, 2023 at 8:28 AM
I know what you mean Lin, I was just speaking as a freethinker here, I do things my own way, and will not become slave to his personally arranged BS contests, take care, cheers David
Lane Avatar
February 19, 2023 at 7:16 AM
Hi David. No pancakes on Fat Tuesday! That's what I called BS on. No one takes time to cook Mardi Gras morning. We rush to Popeye's for fried chicken and then get to the parade route to stake out a good spot. I agree wholeheartedly with everything else you said. Thanks for seeing things the way they really are. You called it. If it's 'courage' I have, more people should find it.
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