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Thursday

Quitting Time




When Dad and Mom must drop the bomb …



Quick! Call the cops. Sound the alarm.
This suitor sap has lost his charm.
He’ll curfew break,
Keep us awake,
And argue he has done no harm.

Quintastic though our ages chime,
We still remember youth sublime.
But rules are rules,
And fools are fools.
He’s out of line and out of time.

Though quarrel we may aim to quell,
He needs to learn this lesson well.
A brewing storm
Is growing warm.
Parental tempers rise and swell.

The clock has struck. The guy’s still here.
We’re bleary eyed. One thing is clear:
Our kid will bust,
But still we must
Invite the lad to disappear.
c2017 by Linda Ann Nickerson



Image:
Adapted by this user from vintage artwork.

This poem was posted in response to these prompts:
April A to Z Blog Challenge
National Poetry Writing Month / NaPoWriMo
Mad Kane Humor: “hear” or “here” -- LIMERICK
Meme Express: “quintastic”
Thursday Challenge: “warm”
#atozchallenge
#napowrimo


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