Post by AquarianM on May 1, 2008 at 2:27am
The Legend Of Dac…
$15.00 is a small loan,
Even in 1982,
A war-weary collections department,
Frustrated after five years failing,
Seeing through to never-land,
Outburst arisen.
The party at Mom’s that night,
Jokes and a few beers,
One more time I ask,
“Return me mine, Terry.”
Refusal in my own home?
Leave then!
The crowd intrigued,
Drama before dawn,
Arguing back and forth,
“Hand it over or flee the place!”
“No! Two hamburgers on Tuesday!”
“Five years of Tuesdays!
Pay up or get out!”
“No! Two hamburgers on Tuesday!”
“F-you, Terrydactyl !”
Dac for life – worth every penny,
His beak still writ large,
As per the nom de plume.
They still roll on the floor just to think it,
As time stops for a belly roll once more.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 03/01/2008
$15.00 is a small loan,
Even in 1982,
A war-weary collections department,
Frustrated after five years failing,
Seeing through to never-land,
Outburst arisen.
The party at Mom’s that night,
Jokes and a few beers,
One more time I ask,
“Return me mine, Terry.”
Refusal in my own home?
Leave then!
The crowd intrigued,
Drama before dawn,
Arguing back and forth,
“Hand it over or flee the place!”
“No! Two hamburgers on Tuesday!”
“Five years of Tuesdays!
Pay up or get out!”
“No! Two hamburgers on Tuesday!”
“F-you, Terrydactyl !”
Dac for life – worth every penny,
His beak still writ large,
As per the nom de plume.
They still roll on the floor just to think it,
As time stops for a belly roll once more.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 03/01/2008