This Is Whack.

We walk down the street limply,
unlike those kids who walk slickly...

but they always get stuck in the tar;
we pick them up like a sonar.

As they fall, we kick at the straggler,
who then goes and pulls the trigger.

We say "whoa man, we're just limping.
I must have hurt my hamstring

while I was swimming ashore,
so I could race to the drugstore

for my Viagra!"

Sarah Gammon ©
.:.Blue_Jay.:. ©
31/01/07

It's a game we made up.
Thanks for reading -xxx-.