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The Field Trip To the Civic Center

Do not be self-conscious or anything, but I have got my big ,
rotator
of an
 eye
 on you.
I know your 
mama
 and your
dad
, and I’m willing to let them know if you are not being true.
I cannot tell you that it is never odd or even, but I can tell you that it’s midway, and blue.
Eve
, 
Bob
,
 Otto
 and 
Anna
 are ready to jump right in that 
kayak
 and 
stack cats 
if they have to.

Don’t 
pop
 your eyes at me, young lady.  I do not care if we are at the civic center; I feel free
To do whatever I have to, to keep 
Evil Olive<> in check, and you also, my little bumble bee.
Who is looking for 
a nut for a jar of tuna
? There is no  
lemon, no melon
, and it’s 9:03.
The radar gun is in the van with 
Hannah
, anyway it was at noon, so I thought that it still might be.

Someone is outside the 
civic center
 is yelling, “
No garden, one dragon
!” What does that mean anyway?
I brought this 6th grade 
level
 field trip with me to have an interesting, fun-filled, learning challenged day.
I don’t need some nut-bucket ruining it for me, on every<> level<>, this is totally wrong, and I don’t play!
The 
mirror rim
is brushing against the tailgate of the bus we brought, but that is for the driver to say.

Now where in the Sam hill crazy town, is that blue nylon solo
kayak
 that was attached to the top of our bus?
I thought we could have one blasted 
solo
-inspired field trip to the 
civic center
 without a bunch of fuss.
I realize it is noon, and people are hungry and crabby, and the blue 
kayak
 is a big fat muss.
But you have to realize that
 Eve
,
 Bob
,
 Otto
, and 
Anna
 were the ones assigned to straighten this big tuss.

I always get the blame when things go wrong, as everyone blames the poor old 
mama
.
The 
dad
 is just as much to blame, but there he goes, taking off on a fat llama.
I’m ready to pop my cork, and pitch a fit that would shock the 
Dad
, so much.
Aha
! Here he is, back to chow down his fabulous, hand-stacked pepperoni lunch.

Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018

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