Phone Number

You want my phone number, you say.

I don't know it by heart like a child knows theirs.

Let me look on the round disc. on the Dial of the phone.

Yes, here it is.

It starts with the name of a tree Elm.

Then ends, with the name of a vehicle that carries death.

Yes, that's right Hurst, you guessed it right. 

Why you're smarter than you sound.

Oh, you think I may have insulted you by accident.

You may be right, but believe me, it was by design.

You say you don't want my number now.

Why?

Because you feel slighted. Why you're growing smarter by the second.

Next, you'll want to know the last four digits of my password.

Don't mistakenly call this number again.

F*****g salespeople bothering me when I'm trying to write to you.

Now where was I, oh yes.

Dear Curly,

    How are brothers Larry and Moe please tell them Shemp sends his love. I'm working on a new skit for the four of us.

It will be great for us. 

                                          Your Brother Shemp

P.S. There goes that phone again. Probably another miss dialed number. Someday I'm going to rip that phone line right out of the wall.

 

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

Good poem. Loved it reading

[Feelings In Motion.]

Hi
I totally love your work

[emmajoygreen]

Happens!

Makes happy or makes hurt. Brain says, 'Can turn off phone. But Mind whispers 'Will I ever turn ON peace, love and all that beautiful stuff!? '

Phone are a disturbance to and of everything human! Happy New Year!

[Randall]

Emma, it's good to talk to you. Yes, phones are meant to be something
good. But often become a distraction in this case from his brother. Really no fault of the salesperson they were just doing their job. I think you may know of my other three brothers, Larry, Moe and Curly. Just having a little fun with the Three Stooges. Again thank you for the review. And I was thinking instead of a stone wall between our lands let that be gone and replaced with two chairs one for you and the other for me. Placed so we may talk and look out over our lands in peace. Your friend,
Randall...

[emmajoygreen]

Happy new year, sir: may your future be happily involved with your three brothers, silent phones and a touch of harmony now and again.

[Randall]

Thank you, Dame Emma Joy Green, of Dorchester County. I bow to you.

Randall...(sir)

[Curly Grace]

I see your tricks, your misdirection, your dramatic flair, and yes, I’m still smiling.

Just don’t rip the phone out of the wall yet.

I might need it…

to call you back and return the favor