Slap Me Silly! Pull My Finger!
(or "The Great Escape")
Slap Me Silly! Pull My Finger!
or The Great Escape
or Don'tcha mean "Click to
Slap"?"
Slap me silly, slap to click!
Pull my finger, make it quick!
I'm elated to be freed
from the 'Stute, oh yes indeed!
I've been locked here for a while
marching down the hall in style
toward the room,
"Lobotomy".
But I wouldn't go, not me!
One day recently, Nurse C.
snuck into the room with me.
Made me recite poems and such.
'Twas a sick ordeal! Too much!
She said she was testing me
for some men, investing, see,
in the 'Stute's programs intact.
That's what she said, that's a
fact.
So she asked some questions which
made me snicker, sometimes twitch;
questions that were somehow rude
'bout my innate attitude.
What then happened was quite
rare...
soon her face got in her hair,
she was riled and angry 'cause
answers of mine gave her pause.
What I told her was just this:
"Leave me be! I need to
piss!"
She looked angrily at me...
just because I had to pee!
Quick, I jumped up off the bed,
ran out from the room, instead,
darted up through Ward 3-B...
she would NOT be catching me!
Soon I found bro' Justin Kace
and we quick began the race
toward the guards near "Admit
Me".
Hey, guess what? We now are free!
Got this laptop on the train.
Never will be there again!
Going swift to find our Isle...
Where we will do things in style!
Next Thyme that you hear from me.
I'll be on, "This Isle is
Free".
Still, I hear her voice behind
screaming (as she is inclined),
"Slap me silly! Click to
slap!".
Poor Nurse C., she took the rap!
She's now stuck inside the
'Stute...
Pull my finger! Sound is moot.
signed,
Justin Thyme
aka Leonardo DaVinci
Artiste Extraordinaire
Escapee
Justin, Your dreams are getting
quite vivid these
days you almost had me believing it
was true, but
behind you left your crusty old socks
that you
go nowhere without, so sweet dreams
and
we'll see you at chow in the morning
Since I still have this laptop on
this runaway
train, I'll post the first poem
ever from the
'Stute...'Leonardo's Lament'....
so I can look
back and reminisce and realize I
can finally
put close to those doors.
Good luck, Miss C. Don't miss me.
It ain't worth it.
Dear brother Thyme
What kinda rhyme
Have ya been playin' with?
Yar here in bed
Just like the rest
Havin' a real nice dream!
Wake up brother! It's after
breakfast!
We better run if we wants some! And
ye better eat good. We needs ye on
this quest...we needs to find the
Silly-bus! Didn't ya hear the King call?
Did ye lend yar ear to Vinny again?
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