Evelyn
from Filling a Hole is the jam
maker this week & has asked us to write a funny poem. I have other poems
that I think are actually funnier, but this memory makes me laugh every time I
think about it, & I’ve never written a poem about it. I decided it was high
time I did. It might be one of those “you had to be there” things, but I don’t
care. Ha! If you want to read other, probably funnier, poems, go here.
Krispy Kreme Doughnuts
It’s
midnight and I’m
sitting
in the back seat
holding
on for dear life.
“Hey
Mom – I’m not too
sure
this is a good idea!”
But
Lucy & Ethel just
laugh
maniacally as we
career
through those
dark
Charlotte streets
making
illegal U-turns
in
our quest for the coda
of
our concert experience.
I’ll
take a half dozen
chocolate
covered
kreme
filled please
and
eat them all by myself
in
that back seat cocoon,
ignoring
the further
traffic
law defying
antics
of Lucy and Ethel.
I’m
humming Islands in the Stream
and
wondering if that cute
lead
singer for Sawyer Brown
is
really as short as he looks.
 |
| Sue and Mom |
[Note: My mom & her best friend were
absolutely hilarious to hang out with – they truly were Lucy & Ethel to me.
I used to go to concerts & shopping with them in Charlotte NC, about an
hour from our home. Each trip was a total blast, and always ended with swinging
by the doughnut shop on the way home. The fact that you couldn’t really get
there without making several illegal u-turns was no impediment to my mother.]
Great post!!! Why DO they put those Krispy Creme places where only illegal turns will get you there?
ReplyDeleteYour poem is beyond funny ... and sweet ... like those Krispy Kremes!
ReplyDeleteAww... sounds like great fun. I LOVE Krispy Kreme. We had one here for awhile, but not anymore. Now I look forward to seeking them out in bigger cities.
ReplyDeleteHehe. I think my mom and your mom would get along well! They sound fun. Also, my mom named her car Ethel. LOL.
ReplyDeleteI love Krispy Kreme and I love how you can make me feel like I am in that backseat with you.
ReplyDeleteSuch a talented poet!
My God the health and safety gurus would be down on you like a ton of bricks these days! Sounds great fun. Glad you got it down for posterity.
ReplyDeleteI can feel the craziness! Ah, Krispy Kreme -- that Southern staple!
ReplyDeletei am there in the back seat enjoying the scene and the moment. lovely, sweet write:)
ReplyDeleteI love this photo. I see a bit of that death-defying, law-defying tilt of the jaw in your mom that I see in you!
ReplyDeleteAnd Krispy Kremes are SOOOO worth it.
Great poem!
I looked up a picture of a Krispy Creme and Christ in a sidecar they look fabulous! I think I need a hot chocolate now.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Peter, Dana. I'm glad you captured this quirky moment in time, and it's a sweet little poem.
ReplyDeleteHercules’ butt
hey i been away in charlotte...and we def hit a krispy kreme...mmm....
ReplyDeleteamazing one.
ReplyDeleteThat's my mother, and our neighbor, Mill. Just add beer and cigarettes.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant post! Love it.
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