My family drove off mere hours ago <br />to visit Grandma on her birthday, <br />thus I am home and quite all alone. <br /> <br />First thing I undertook post-farewell <br />was doff my duds down to the undies, <br />hotter, t'was, than Homer Simpson's hell. <br /> <br />Ne'er may I dance to song as I please - - <br />tho' the spirit may often move me, <br />for my kin fling up arms, shriek and tease. <br /> <br />My feet like to dance, so, dance I did, <br />with the family van well out of view. <br />Sometimes you must blindly trust your id! <br /> <br />I danced like a fiend, singing along, <br />as graceful as Elaine on 'Seinfeld', <br />free as a bird both in movement and song... <br /> <br />Exhausted <br />at last, <br />I realized - - <br />a mite <br />too late <br /> <br />that <br />in my half- <br />sorrowful/ <br />all-ecstatic <br />state <br /> <br />I'd undressed <br />while still <br />in front <br /> <br />of <br /> <br />the <br /> <br />house... <br /> <br />SOB (to say the least, eh?) <br /> <br />I fell dumbly to my knees, <br />clothes GONE from the grass! <br />Finding the door securely locked, <br />I spontaneously combusted into ash h h.......... <br /> <br />Not really... <br />I'm hiding beneath <br />the deck until their <br />return in days three <br /> <br />using heretofore <br />unknown mental <br />powers to post this <br />poem on PH with glee! <br /> <br />So what - - <br /> <br />I'm <br />hungry.<br /><br />Esther Leclerc<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/home-quite-alone/
