Do Not Take Me Out to the Ball Game
"The Challenge: Write a complete story in one hundred words of less."
It's not a story, it's a poem. But, the poem tells a story. The story of a relationship in peril, all because of a baseball loving partner who just doesn't listen.
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| ©Rochelle Wisoff-Fields |
You told me there’d be a surprise.
To be patient, shut my eyes.
You led me to seats.
You promised me treats.
But, now I hear multiple
cries.
I told you never do listen!
Do you see my eyes start
to glisten?
You know I hate crowds,
(and these have the louds),
and also how heights give
me frission.
I never liked baseball,
I’m going to go AWOL.
Your inconsideration’s a
sting,
since sports is just not
my thing.
I prefer a lovely
pub-crawl!
To make matter worse,
and I could just curse,
the seats are right in
the sun!
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There was a fan of baseball
ReplyDeleteWho wouldn't listen at all
To the cries of his spouse
Who prefered public house
He's surely destined for a fall
Oh, that is perfect! :)
DeleteSounds like this could be the end of the relationship! Good fun read.
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't be at all surprised!
DeleteI think he needs to start listening. Well done on telling a story in poem form!
ReplyDeleteHopefully it was a wake-up call for him.
DeleteNot a good sport at all. Time to move on.
ReplyDeleteNo, it seems he may be too fond of spectator sports though.
DeleteDear Lisa,
ReplyDeletePoems are welcome. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Two who are fixed in their positions sound like a perfect match. Not. Doesn't sound at all fun for her. (msjadeli commenting. it wouldn't let me add my name)
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