Random Scribbles · writing

The Designer’s Touch


Mondays Finish the Story

The neighbors were not happy about my choice of yard art.

They didn’t mind the statues

Or the rusting bed springs and such

I think what really irked them

Were the appliances on the lawn


It started with the washer

I kept by the front door

When it finally died I kicked it from the portico to the grass

It covered up the weeds so I let it lie

Now there’s toasters, ‘frigerators, and TV sets,

Water heaters, a mangle or two,

Ovens, microwaves, sewing machines, three or four TV antennas (the kind that’s sposed to go on the roof)

A whole pile of hairdryers…

Uncle Johnny tried to scrap his pickup here but I made him take it back. I didn’t think it fit with the theme I had going. He tried to argue with me but I held my ground.

There’s just no accounting for taste.