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Monday, August 31, 2009

Telephone Game

FOR CARRY ON TUESDAY


COUNTING TO TEN DOESN’T ALWAYS WORK

‘It was a wrong number that started it.
The telephone ringing three times in the night.’
It was the right decision that ended it.
I counted to ten, and switched on the light.

I answered the phone to a foreign voice.
‘I can’t understand a word you are saying.’
I kept the line open; my language was choice.
‘It’s a … long-distance … call … … … and you are … paying!’

14 comments:

  1. Last line spread a grin on my face, Thank you for that!

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  2. Great rhythm in this, and I loved the humour.

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  3. Thanks to:
    Missy; It's good to talk.
    Julia; Poetic justice...?
    Jeeves; Not on my bill...
    Swapnap; You can fill in the blanks - in any language; it all works the same.
    Anthony; Funny now - at the time...

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  4. I loved this one. Very funny and the rhythm and rhyme are perfect.

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  5. Thanks Jane; don't you just hate it when that happens?

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  6. Love it. So refreshing to find some poetry that rhymes.

    I like your short poems too, packed with meaning.

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  7. gotta like this one. but next time I call don't hang up the @%^*^*^^#@##@**^&*^^##@
    phone. I was coming to town for that beer and I had to drink alone...again

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  8. Thanks to:
    Sarah; rhyme and reason.
    Gautami; It still happens...
    Jessie; You gotta let them know...
    Old Grizz; Sorry...I fell asleep at the airport.

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  9. Thanks Andy; My trombone - I'll call the tune...

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