Sunday, November 1, 2009

Little Bobby

With the success of his Sicilian defense

Trickling down to a late fourth quarter lead

Bobby the Brat turns on the full-court press

While Shy Sam can only muster a whimper

And yet

Sam swallows the lump in his throat

Wipes the sweat from his brow

His shaking hand moves his own queen

To destabilize Bobby the Bastard’s foundation


The audacity

Puts Bobby the Bellicose on edge

Foaming like a feral beast

Anger steams from his head

Veins throb over forehead and through eyeballs

Bobby the Bold bobs his rook into place

To attack Sam’s king

However

The usual cold, calculating child

Has left his flank wide open


Sam senses the shift

Can taste the temporary opportunity

With nimble digits he dismantles Bobby the Brash’s rook

Rancor emerges from the other side of the table

The crowd

Once dispersed and horrified but still watching

Like they could see the oncoming slaughter

But now

Sacrosanct Sally circles around

Recalling how Bobby the Blasphemer mocked Christ

In reading class last week

She is silently praying for retribution from her savior

And Tater Tot Todd

Cannot help but let loose a tentative yip!

Recollecting stolen lunch money on tater tot Thursdays


In fact, the crowd has silently developed a life of its own

Even parents cross fingers

Hoping for the dethroning of Bobby the Bully


And sure enough

After the mustering of his pawns

And the skilled control of his queen

Shy Sam is able to trap Bobby the Belligerent’s king

And claim a comeback kid victory


Infused with the enthusiasm from the crowd

Sam is swept off his feet

They chant

Sam!

Sam!

Wham!

Bam!

Thank you Sam!


What a nice ending to the story huh?

Sam forever is enshrined as the one

Who took down Bobby the Booger

We all lived vicariously through his young heart

His sweaty hands

And what of Bobby?

Bobby will grow up to be a mass murderer

A loner who picks people out from crowds

Because they look like Shy Sam

Like Sacrosanct Sally and Tater Tot Todd

Because they look like you and me

So

Still happy Sam won?

1 comment:

  1. Ha ha. I'm glad you picked this picture, too... it's simply too great to NOT write a poem about it (grammar?)... very playful until the end, which is very disarming. Well done.

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