LIGHT/DARK MODE

Reely Summer

Can you guess which one is me???


Push Reel Mower Superiority Rant

All you gas fume spewing turbo freaks
You make me sick!
You make me sick!
Stinkin’ up the subdivision
With your GAS and NOISE
Whilst I trim my lawn
In sweet silence
It’s a civil silence that you will never know
You with your motorized beasts
Crunching everything in sight
I choke on your air!
I choke on your air!
You fling rocks from the blade!
While I sweetly snip the heads of daisies
Mine is an act of meditation
Yours is a roar
An ego-driven, roar of depravity
A machine of immolation
Yours is the aggressive strong arm of war
The testosterone-crazed hawkish delight
You charge through a quiet summer day
Holding us all captive
With your GAS and your NOISE
Flexing your muscle
Showing off your horsepower
Striking fear in the hearts of small bunnies
Assaulting that which you seek to tame
Stinkin’ up the subdivision
An act of savagery
It ain’t neighborly



Comments

  1. gee, it's kind of a bummer to see the photo of a card i sent to you used as an illustration to rant against those of us who make our livings "stinkin up the subdivision" and "crunching everything in sight." wow. sorry, but i guess we'll keep committing those acts of terrorism,,cause not everybody has a college degree or works in a li--bary.

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  2. well, i guess i over-reacted, sis,,so i will amend my comment and trust that you don't really mean all that stuff. :) i love you,,no matter which way you lean.

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