Wednesday, May 02, 2012

Cushioned

Slovenly Slouch
was attached to his couch
and his stomach stuck out
like an overstuffed pouch,

he’d slump there for days
his eyeballs ablaze
with a permanent bout
of comatose glaze.

His mother would dote
while he would just bloat
his single concern
a working remote

and he only ran
to go to the can
till Mom made him learn
to use a bedpan;

she worried for him
for chances were slim
that once she was gone
things wouldn’t be grim

and make him a grouch
with nobody (ouch)
the draperies drawn
on Slovenly Slouch.

3 comments:

Pat Hatt said...

Taken to the extreme
Having no steam
Even pooing on the spot
Must have dry rot

richard said...

Outstanding!

rch said...

8^D