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Oohga Whah Whah Labors so many times interrupted, thoughts broken into undone things. With no girl Friday, no one else to intervene... but invention. Traveled to the heart of darkness (well, just a little) to find the most debonair of phone responders, Oohga Whah Whah. He knows delivery. Now take the nice young lady: Is James there? "Buutah sisi titsii twap boo" "Well, yes, but may I speak with James? "Oohga Whah Whah" (indignately) "Please have him call me at this number" Strange clicking noise. Surprisingly she called back. Caught in a more expansive mood... "Yes, that's my Masai houseboy, but he is Not to answer. And he is supposed to watch little Fluffy. Where is Fluffy? Damn, I forgot to leave Groceries again!" Click....and this time for good. |
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This Poem was Critiqued By: Mary J Coffman On Date: 2006-08-06 07:56:48
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
OMG! James, this is too much! LOL! The ending left me laughing untill there were tears in my eyes. What fun this is to read. I've re-read it several times, too, each time laughing and grinning excessively. What a treat! Such an imagination you must have, my friend. I adore the idea of the Masai houseboy, as well. The "language" you give him is simply wonderful and so very creative. And, Fluffy...poor thing. Too funny! Thanks so much for sharing the giggles with us, James. This goes on my list immediately! (still chuckling....) I love it!
My best to you,
Mary