What She Had Hoped For

The older lady used words that no one remembered.
We were not sure if they were mean or glad.
But they spewed out in crazy ways.
Hitting people in their faces
Clawing at their eyes.
Smacking us in our noses.

Maybe they are bad words my uncle suggested.
He was a sailor, so he recognized the connotation.
The content was an anomaly.
We smiled at her, hoping she would give us a clue.
She could not. She had forgotten their meaning
But she adored the reactions that she received.
They were what she had hoped for.
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Wolf Avatar
April 12, 2022 at 6:18 PM
That Iowa gal must have had a case of meandering morphemes! ~ Lachrymose, laconic linguist (whatever that means! :) gw
Lawless Avatar
April 11, 2022 at 5:25 PM
..."it's not what ya say....it's how ya say it"
Krutsinger Avatar
April 11, 2022 at 10:31 PM
Exactly write!
Hankins Avatar
April 11, 2022 at 4:54 PM
This is so hilarious. I can visualize it. Their consternation and her unabashed joy!
Krutsinger Avatar
April 11, 2022 at 10:31 PM
I know this woman.
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