Stupid kid

[Doreen Peri]

His ego was so inflated,
he had to carry it around in one of those large
dark green plastic garbage bags.

Sometimes he exhaled enough
hot air to make it take off.
Two thousand feet high.
Oh me oh my.

People would warn him of
global warming and encourage him
to use biodegradable paper instead.

But he laughed and said,
"No! I'll never dispose of it.
It's bigger than my head."

One day I watched his skull explode.
It was a sight to behold.
That's a lousy rhyme but it will do.
Hope none of it got on you.

Itty bitty brain bits in the bushes
and yard. Trying to clean it up was hard.

We had to call the Self-Importance Police.
They brought in their sniffysniff dogs.
It was a bow-wow banquet.
Mangy mutts were hogs.
Ate it all.

Poor unrecyclable Leaf Bag Ego Boy.
Warning to moms about inappropriate toys.

Next day the headlines read,
"Stupid kid puts plastic bag on his head."
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dp.07/09/08

[constantine]

leaf bag ego boy - an interesting concept. sounds like a lower echelon superhero.

[Doreen Peri]

My sister.... who isn't much a fan of poetry... but whose opinion I respect as a writer... said that the leaf bag image doesn't work.

She said if he carried around his ego in a Hummer, or something like that, it would work.

I thought it was quite effective myself.

After all an inflated ego is trash.

What do you think, Dino? Does the image work? Or not?

I really liked this piece. I laughed the whole time I wrote it.

But maybe the main image in the entire poem doesn't work?

[Lightning Rod]

being no expert on large egos
I hardly know how to comment
plus I think recycling is a hoax

I'm reminded of a Fiona Apple tune
no, that was a paper bag
or this might be a Carly Simon tune

But I'm no Warren Beatty, so I wouldn't
know if this song was about me

[constantine]

i think it works. it's a light funny piece - the image should be out of the ordinary.

[stilltrucking]

I know this song is about me
I collected all my hot air
in green trash bags woven of frog hair
completely biodegradable
I tie them to my lawn chair
and float five miles about Guadalupe county
Dodging the war birds of the north american
strategic bird command.


It works for me Doreen
but you didn't ask for my opinion did ya?
I told you this song is about me

Really like this one
when I first read it I though about that guy that flew from Oregon to Idaho on a lawn chair with helium balloons tied to it.

One day I watched his skull explode.
It was a sight to behold.
That's a lousy rhyme but it will do.
Hope none of it got on you.

Itty bitty brain bits in the bushes
and yard. Trying to clean it up was hard.

Dat’s some macabre humor
(not sure if macabre is the right word, grisly? maybe)
but it is still funny
but then I got a sick sense of humor.

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