GERALDINE SPRINGER - Pt. 1

Well, howdy!  This BLOG thing can seem high-pressure to produce, you know?  But then, just when I start thinking:  Oh, GOD, what in hell is there to write about TODAY?  - BINGO!    NEW MATERIAL!  

Today my yarn comes courtesy of a friend's hostile FACEBOOK post about various car-parking situations that are giving him MAJOR AGITA.    (Thanx a mil, Joey!)

I have decided that on days when I have too many other endeavors percolatin',  I will try to - at the very least - compose a poem.   A sonnet.  A wee ode.  Whatever.  (It's high time I work on my poetry again, anyhow - dust that shit off!)

But please rest assured:  The actual, factual mis-adventure that will remain emblazoned now and forever in my memory as THE GERALDINE SPRINGER INCIDENT will be presented ASAP here on the BLOG thing.

And so without further adieu, Ladies and Gents, I humbly present for your examination and speculation:
 

GERALDINE SPRINGER

Geraldine Springer,

What is your deal?
You got no bid’ness  

Bein’ behind the wheel -

How dare you take over

Not just ONE spot, but TWO…

With your tricked-out pimp car

How-fucking-dare you?

And THEN with your vile self,

Come knockin’ at my door

Geraldine Springer,

You're one ghetto-fab whore!!!

    * * * * * * *  To be continued......