To Err Or Not To Heir

the kid looked curiously at grandpa ~ who was struggling down the stairs 

he turned to the kid saying ~ one day you’ll be just like me so don’t stare

kid said i might be lucky and die young ~ besides since when do you care

mum was aghast chiding the kid ~ say your sorry that comment’s not fair 

i’m sorry gramps ~ but dad said we must come round to inherit our share

By
David Kavanagh
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Anaya Avatar
July 26, 2023 at 10:58 AM
You are a good judge of character, David. The protagonist in this story with a profile of a greedy aristocrat is replaced by his very own! He will live long, they always do. Enjoyed.
Kavanagh  Avatar
July 26, 2023 at 2:56 PM
Well said maestro, I’m off to conduct another impossible sudoku and curse myself to sleep lol, David
Anaya Avatar
July 26, 2023 at 2:28 PM
Classical music unfinished. Once a piece of music has dithered long enough, the idea of a neat, rounded-off ending becomes impossible in principle. By the same token, these pieces never really get going. They start with a gesture that sounds like an introduction, but the music never gets beyond it, okay Bach!
Kavanagh  Avatar
July 26, 2023 at 1:45 PM
To my eternal shame I totally overlooked the book contest, I suppose I could still write one and post it as a late entry, you’ve no idea how many unfinishable poems for contests I’ve started,
Anaya Avatar
July 26, 2023 at 1:08 PM
I just wished you would have chosen a book suggestion for the book contest. Surely, I could have put on display a classic book, but to my dismay, some are too short and too boring! I feel just fine with helping the up-and-coming new generation of genius!
Kavanagh  Avatar
July 26, 2023 at 12:04 PM
Heya Anaya, Good take on my Monoku, as we say here in Ireland “he didn’t lick it off the stones” no doubt he will live long contaminating everything around him, cheers David
Lane Avatar
July 25, 2023 at 10:26 AM
Well, that little bugger! I hope gramps isn't hard of hearing. You've upgraded the Monoku form into storytelling length, David. Fantastic!
Lane Avatar
July 25, 2023 at 1:45 PM
I’m certain it has happened. Life is real… the good, the bad and the cheeky b’tards.
Kavanagh  Avatar
July 25, 2023 at 11:00 AM
Yeah I blame the parents Lin for creating this cheeky li’l b’tard, but he also spilled the beans on their ulterior motive for visiting gramps, would never happen in real life! would it? lol, Cheers David
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