Sex and the City.
My mother sat on the opposite couch.
“What are you doing here?”
She better not be staying
“Your father has company
…
Does he know you watch this show?”
I knew this was coming.
“Probably.”
“Don’t you think it’s a little old for you?”
“Don’t worry they edit out the good stuff”
“Don’t you think it’s a little old for you?”
“Don’t worry they edit out the good stuff”
"Don't worry they edit out the good stuff"
ReplyDelete- that was such a brilliant line to say to your mother! So glad you put it into this poem, it adds humor! :)
I agree with Anja. :) This reminds me of when my sister and I were younger and we would watch Sex and the City when our parents went out until one day we realized we didn't need to hide it anymore.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem! I love the story and the quickness in which its told. Loved it! By the way, the reply at the end was the best xD
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