How I Knew When Malaria Kid Was Well

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Open Poetry #43

How I Knew When Malaria Kid Was Well

Robert E. Jordan
Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-25

Posts 8541
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

0 posted 2008-07-31 12:17 PM

I knew when Malaria Kid was all well,
when I pass him walking home from his work,
and he snarls and flips me the middle finger salute
for not picking him up and giving him a ride to his home.

Bobby

Lady Ayla
Member

since 2008-07-19

Posts 84
WV, United States

1 posted 2008-07-31 01:53 PM

That made me laugh, Mr. Jordan! Thank you.

Robert E. Jordan
Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-25

Posts 8541
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

2 posted 2008-07-31 01:56 PM

Thanks dear Lady Ayla,

It's good to see someone from West Virginia here. I lived outside Moundsville for a number of years.

I'm glad you got a lick out of the poem.

BTW, I would have given the kid a ride, however, there was always over a hundred folks leaving the plant at closing time. There just wasn't room in the car for everyone.

Love Bobby

Artic Wind
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since 2007-09-16

Posts 8080
Realm of Supernatural

3 posted 2008-07-31 03:15 PM

LOL Oh my- Someone is on the crabby side flipping the bird!
Enjoyed reading the Write

ARCTIC WIND

Robert E. Jordan
Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-25

Posts 8541
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

4 posted 2008-07-31 08:34 PM

Thanks Artic Wind,

Yes, the kid always did have the bad attitude. Like a lot of people, when he was sick he was as nice as could be. Then when he got better, he returned to normal. If you ever were too near a ditch he was digging, you could always count on getting a good dose of dirt on you. The kid had spirit, and I’m sure he still does.

Bobby

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