Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

Bad Habit Two.

This is an easy one, It’s now ! Having returned home from holiday to find our home broken into, then having to cope with technology which is foreign to me, both to deal with the police, then trying to organise an improved security system, I feel like an alien. The nature of the violation of our privacy, and the manner in which it was done is an insult to humanity. I have never done anything to hurt anyone I do not deserve this.
The only thing that I was looking forward to on my return home, was to get my poetry and stories published. Again on trying to do this more tech, added to this the well of my creativity has now completely dried up. I am posting the following, in hope that at least it may bring a smile to some, this is my nature they will not break me. My posts from now on will be every other day though instead of every day. This is nothing to do with above events, other than I need time to sort out our home and our security. Later I will organise a schedule on the days I will post.

 Bad Habit Two.

“I told you not to get it out in the restaurant, and you did it oh so nonchalant “.

I heard that man say “Oh not with his food” and his lady say “Oh how very rude”

So the man stood up and put it away, I didn’t quite hear what his wife did say,

Something about “ You can play with it later” He put his hand up and shouted “Waiter”

In the taxi home, he reached in his pocket, “You get it out now, I’ll give you a rocket”

He tried once more when he got in the house, put it away you filthy louse “

Up the stairs they climbed up to bed, “Can I play with it now ? “ the young man said.

“ Alright, alright, just leave me alone “You can lay there and play with your bloody phone “

Ok, I know that was a little naughty, the third one is a little more so, so I will only send it on request.

All words Meadowhead Bard.

One response to “Bad Habit Two.”

  1. Well you definitely made me chuckle 😃… just post them Keith.

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