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Open Poetry #27

Potato Chip Can

Bonnie j
Senior Member

since 2003-06-27

Posts 1588
Ohio

0 posted 2003-07-01 10:29 AM

Potato Chip Can

One cold winter day my son
and
I went for a ride.
As we drove and drove the heater on.
A skunk odor, I did begin to smell.
My son lets out a sigh and rolls his eyes,
knowing full well of this smell,
but he shall not tell.
Trying to detect this horrible odor
from which direction it has come.
I spy Tennis Shoes near the heater
that of which he has put his smelly feet upon.
Could this possibly be
the odor that is coming to me?
Now be cautious for this may be gross to thee.
“Oh my gosh my son.”
“Please move thy stinky feet.”
“Hang them out the window.”
“Walk beside the car, do something. Please!”
As my son paws around a potato chip can is to be found.
Off comes the socks into the potato chip can they go.
Under the seat they do hide-
To be forgotten-
“Until”-
One fine summer day when we go for a ride.
My son hungry, wanting something to munch.
Looks around and finds the
Potato Chip Can.
Opening the lid, the skunk smell ripe with age.
Tears streaming, coughing,
he is unable to breathe-
Hangs his head out the window for a little breeze
He turns to me in his plight
“ Why didn’t you tell me what was in the
Potato Chip Can?”
The moral of this story don’t let your kids in the car with dirty socks, clean
under the seat in the spring
and
do not have a
“Potato Chip Can”

Enjoy Love
Bonnie J aka Bon-Bon

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