Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Plated Progeny and Weak Stomachs

My son’s pet turtle has burn-heart
Just like his granddad
(That’s me)
I have a whole passel of grandchildren
Including dolls of at least four races
One with legs hanging on by a thread
Two sheep and
A poodle her mother insists is a cat
Whose name is Juice and
Rides around in her own matching purse
But only one
The one who is supposed to have a hard outside
Has my flawed insides
He can’t have wine or chocolate
Just like me and
His dad has been worrying about his burn heart a lot
These past few days
It makes me a proud patriarch
A content patriarch
As long as my grandson twixt two plates
Stays away from my almond milk

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