Poem Number 18609

Rabbit Gerry

Rabbit Gerry was once known
as Bluetooth Balls.
Since he could intercept any nearby sins
over cellphone acks and syns.

He'd use it to womanize women
or husband husbands.
He'd fling his balls all over the place
listening in.

Now, he wasn't really a mean guy,
no harbors were grudged.
Yet you can see why certain folk
wanted his ass on platter.

When they squished, by force
Bluetooth's amazing balls
they also happened to accidentally
snap off his central incisors.

/wc
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jeez (lol). sometimes thoughts of revenge are sweet.

janet
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it's not a poem about revenge. it's about the transformation of Bluetooth Balls to Rabbit Gerry. /wc
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hahaha - N
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why did they squeeze his balls? that's why i thought someone was implementing revenge. he could have been transformed through revenge as well as via your conveyance.
janet
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Well, yes, that was revenge, but it wasn't the point of the piece. The revenge is incidental. I mean, it could have been that Bluetooth was simply a victim of a freak subway door mishap while travelling to Coney Island to spy on people there.

/wc
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obviously ;) OK
janet
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revenge is a poor thing to trump, and my work is not about that, is all i'm saying. /wc
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yes, that's fine irfan :)
janet
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yes, that's fine irfan :)
janet
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doubly fine