Monday, December 20, 2010

"in a desolate alley....(part 2)

Bad Charisma: A Fictional Memoir


his first thought was that the two men were cops...
that would be good....
but they weren't....
they looked like thugs...
what could they want from him ??
he had NOTHING, but the 50 cents in his pocket for an emergency call...
Lotta good that did him now !!
(in an actual emergency!)
where were all the people ??
how had he ended up in this dark, alone place ?
his heartbeat was pounding in his chest !
could a boy his age die of a heart attack ???
one man told him to come with them and get into the car...
OH< MY GOD>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
mommy !!!! 
COME SAVE ME !!!
he swore to himself if he could come out safely,
he WOULD NEVER EVER be late again ....
HASH EM......pllllleeeease HELP !!!!

it turned out, lo and behold, that these two 'thugs' were detectives...
they had seen the boy alone in the alleyway,
 and they had decided then and there...
 to teach him a lesson he'd never forget...
they returned him to his parents....
even the boy's father was so relieved at having him home,
that his drunken anger went by the wayside...
(this one time..)
they had hamburgers for dinner....