Sunday, March 20, 2011

Cock Robin Parody

"Who killed this young girl?"
"I," slurred the driver,
sipping his cider,
"I killed this young girl."

"Who held her hand?"
"I," said the Man,
"I saw her land,
so I held her hand."

"Who called the doctor?"
"I," said the Biker,
"with my Nokia Stryker,
I called the doctor."

"Who has her shoe?"
"I," said the Cook,
they watched as he shook,
“I have her shoe.”

"Who wiped the blood?"
"I," said the Judge,
"her beauty begrudged,
so I wiped the blood."

“Who gave their coat?”
"I," said the Showboat,
“I’m not one to gloat,
but, I gave my coat."

"Who searched her purse?"
"I," said the Writer,
"to try to decipher,
I searched her purse."

"Who knows her name?"
"I," said the Drummer,
“we toured in the summer,
her name is Elaine."

"Is she a donor?"
"Yes," said the Loner,
"she is a donor,
will this atone her?”

"Who'll get her organs?"
"We," said the Foremans,
"To cure Alice and Morgan,
we'll get her organs."

"Who'll tell her family?"
"I," said the Guard,
"I’m trained and I’m hard,
I'll tell her family."

"Who'll write her eulogy,"
"I," said her Brother,
"I grew up beside her,
I'll write her eulogy."

"Who'll cherish her memory,"
"I,” said her Mother,
“I will."
These strangers, assorted, their silence unbending. United in mourning, the sirens impending.

2 comments:

  1. brilliant concept, excellent execution.

    you got my attention, for the little that's worth, LOL.

    i look forward to reading more.

    :)

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  2. did I never reply to this? how rude of me.
    I value your attention.
    thanks for stopping by :)

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