The Blame Game

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    Who's been the running joke at my house for almost 40 years? The good sentry Who stands guard at our front door like those at Buckingham Palace, silent and statuesque and no matter what... never gets his feathers flustered.

    The Blame Game


    Who did that?!!!

    No… he’s too stoned.

     

    Who left this here?!

    No… he’s too stoned.

     

    Who took my keys?!

    No… he’s too stoned.

     

    Who left the light on?!

    No… he’s too stoned.

     

    Who broke this?!!!

    No… he’s too stoned.

     

    Who forgot to put gas in the car?!

    No… once again… he’s too stoned to drive.

     

    Who has gotten blamed for a thousand other things these past 40 years?!!!

     

    No… he couldn’t have, since he’s just a 55 lb. block of sedimentary limestone I sculpted into an owl years ago,

    Yet people still blame him for every conceivable happenstance…

    Poor fellow… named…

    WHO

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    meatloaf commented on The Blame Game

    03-05-2011

    That's funny. There's always been a mantra in my house that's something like " If you want to know who's to blame, just asshole me!"

    Whiskers

    03/05/2011

    Thanks Meatloaf, sounds like another interesting household! W.

    train64 commented on The Blame Game

    02-25-2011

    Hilarious...good stuff my friend.. perfect ending..T

    Whiskers

    02/25/2011

    Who's to credit?, everyone that has made that joke at Who's expense all these years, and one talented friend named Train64 who inspired me to attempt something closer to prose than poetry. Blessings buddy, Whiskers.

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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