Open Poetry #43 |
How I Knew When Malaria Kid Was Well |
Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
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 |
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Lady Ayla Member
since 2008-07-19
Posts 84WV, United States |
That made me laugh, Mr. Jordan! Thank you. |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
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 |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
LOL Oh my- Someone is on the crabby side flipping the bird! Enjoyed reading the Write ARCTIC WIND |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
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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