Sunday, July 4, 2010

Twas the 4th of July

Twas the 4th of July and all through the lands,
the fingers were flying from idiot's hands.
The rockets they shot into neighbor's back yards
with never a thought from the mental retards.

The stands they were packed with things that go boom,
and whistle and pop and light up the gloom.
The morons lined up to give them their dough,
for something to light and then watch it blow.

With everywhere flags and the red white and blue,
the ERs awaited the inevitable goo.
They knew it was coming, the fools never learn,
there's no way to know how fast fuses burn.

The smoke it was wafting from dogs on the grill,
and beer by the gallon celebrators did swill.
With firecrackers popping, bottle rockets they lit,
none of them thought of the roof that they hit.

Soon sirens came screaming to put out the blaze,
but nothing would sober the reveler’s craze.
With beer cans in hand the fuses they lit,
‘til sooner or later they heard an “AH SHIT`!”

With plenty of noise to frighten the pets,
the ER technicians were all taking bets.
Just how many fingers this time would be lost,
which hands would be saved and which would be tossed.

Twas the 4th of July and just like the last,
most thought of the present and not of the past.
The day was a big one for retailer’s all,
a gimmick to get us to come to the mall.

Did the fireworks remind of the patriot’s cause,
those who made possible this nation of laws?
Or did it get lost in the noise and the smoke,
when so many fools just think it a joke?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I don't know where you came up with that one, bud, but... I really liked it! Hope you had a safe, fun Independence Day celebration.