Flying Roaches
Copyright © 2009 Ray Baldorossi AKA Yobarney
Flying roaches in the air
Flying roaches everywhere
Flying roaches I do not like
Flying roaches can take a hike
For flying roaches I don’t care
I really hate them in my hair
They have no warning… make no sound
They just start swarming... all around
Flying roaches have ugly legs
I hate to see them in my eggs
But I’d rather have them in my eggs
Than have to deal with flying snakes
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hehehee!
"Flying roaches" omg this is so funny, with the perfect last line! xD ♥
I was just in a silly mood
I was just in a silly mood... i had a flying roach fly into my hair.. and boom a poem is born! Attitude is seeing the good side of things... in this case... it was not A FLYING SNAKE THAT GOT IN MY HAIR! lol
Thanks Jewell
Ray AKA Yobarney
flying roaches on my milk carton
One time in my apartment in Miami Beach a flying roach came flying in through the window and landed on my milk carton as I was sitting down at the kitchen table eating breakfast. I grabbed the milk carton, with the roach on it, and threw it out the sixth story window. My girlfriend was like "hey, why'd you throw the entire milk carton out the window when you coulda just swatted the roach off it?!" And I said that I wouldn't wanna drink outta a milk carton that had a flying roach on it, even if it didn't get inside. It's just the principle, you know?
My sacks of unborn children
Neocon... That is funny... "The Principle"... I have a story for you ... Everyone thinks I made this up but is all true! I was in my restroom trying to do the do... and I had an FR land right on my sacks of unborn children... The timing could not have been any better for the little terrorist... I mean I was right in the middle of the job and you cannot help but to jump up ( And they say white men can't jump... Labron James would have been jealous) When I jumped up ... I hit my head on a clear plastic towel rack directly across from the throne and it split into three pieces... at the same time I had managed to get the little space invader off of my woman pleaser and it landed right in the toilet... so I flushed the toilet in a nanosecond... Not realizing that a piece of the towel rack had landed in the toilet also... so the toilet got jammed and it over flowed... the little sewer seeker escaped right over the top of the toilet and I never did eliminate him. My roommate at the time (30 years ago), Danny Wiedel, heard all the noise of me screaming like a little girl eating broccoli and the crack of the towel rack... He walked into my room to make sure that I was okay and saw me standing in a puddle of Mexican drinking water with my pants around my ankles soaking up the Mexican drinking water still trying to reincarnate the little devil's pet. I see Danny about once a year and he loves to tell that story to anyone that does not know it and try to embarrass me.
Ray AKA Yobarney
Thanks Neo
Thanks Neo for the read and funny comment!
Ray AKA Yobarney
~Cuter than Cute~
Ray,
You have a charm that just tickles me so. I am with you...no flying snakes...eek! This poem is whimsical...fun...and good for a big smile!
Warm regards,
Kathy
xo (You're so cute!)
Tickle your funny bone!
Thanks Kathy... I could tickle your funny bone!
Ray AKA Yobarney