69..69?! da num-bers don’t add up in my mind..69 Yesterday I was a kid playin in da woods; now I’m closer to dyin..an’ dat bee’s as it should (we all get to). Our dad’s dyid; and also our mudders. Now it’s just me and you, kid. 69..CRAP! now I’m old as you!! we’re as old as each other’s, “–HUSH!” Now what, what’s next? da oatmeal! an’ den da royal flush. (European) “He’s toast.” Oh well, it could be worser; or more serious, that is..if 6 was 9 then we’d be like,99!if 9 is six, pick up styx (down by the river) hard to figgur, dat. Harder and harder as the numbers tip up, onwards and upwards, up a hill, to fetch tha’ pail, –SHEESH! oh heck let’s have us some ice cream, and cake..in a little bit, and root-beer, too, dear (pupusa’s to make, –WHY I needed that bucket of water, y’all..Oy!); and “Put another candle on it, da cake, my birthday-cake (da NAZI German chocolate cake), there, yay! I’m another year old today, hey, –” “Hey, Sheriff John.” (He’s, ah, um, uhh, birthday party cop-clown noontime TV kiddy-show host we grew up with on the LA locals’ broadcasts,he sang t h at song, –SIGH! I was always a little disappointed we didn’t get to see him packing some heat, just the uniform and badge and a goofy little sort of cowboy hat; an’ no riot-stick, too..Ughh!) Well, dear, so what do you say? sundown, shall we call it a day? Take a bath, –then it’s Vanna&Pat. Lessee, what’s leff?JEOPARDY! and Philippines, –First, Philippines; an nex,Chi-na “In the year 6969” (Hoo-hah, hoo-hah). Happy birthday everybody, every booby. And Happy Chanukah, too! God bless..YOU

~c.

P-s: At least I get to see Elizabeth graduate from college; more’n I ever deeyid. Then, for YOUR birthday next year I’ll buy you a wig, one for me too, yeah, matching wigs! That’ll do. And skip the poetry..RIGHT??

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