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
solokayak
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.