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Trouble in Paradise..

Poem by: dibbledabble

Summary

For MAmberconrads comp. Thanks MA. I needed something light and fun to write, I needed a break from the short I am writing.

BTW..blancmonge..YUCK!

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Submitted: January 11, 2012

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Submitted: January 11, 2012

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Trouble in Paradise

Down at the Roberts on Malibu Beach

Where most people’s finances couldn’t reach

Big trouble was coming, a storm was brewing

Ken cried “our paradise they will ruin”

Barbie turned pink and totted about

Felt quite sick and promptly passed out!

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It turned out that Malibu was more than just sand

There was a gallon of liquid gold in the land

So a truck with its drills and itspipes

Permits all stamped with all the correct rights

Pulled up and into the yard it did reverse

Barbie’s still out, her head Ken still did nurse.

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I’ll set it up here my rig and my gear

Said a beefy guy by the name of Duel Steer

Slowly Barbie came round

To rumbling drills in the ground

She looked up at Ken who was all in a fret

Why was he was holding her and not stopping them yet?

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This would not do, it was not good enough

Ken was the man. He was supposed to be tough

Stiff legged she stumbled to her feet

Ken was a wimp but she would not accept defeat

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Hey you there, yes you, she hollered at Duel

Get your junk off of my land you lumbering fool

You’re not drilling in my yard, clear out all your muck

Duel flexed a muscle. ‘Listen doll I don’t give a ..umm buck’

Then gave Barbie a cheeky wink and a grin

The sort of look that a guy gives when he know he is in

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What poor Ken did not know was his girl like this stuff!

A little bad language, muscles, she like a piece of rough

Barbie felt weak at the knees as the rig man move near

As she thought of his drill and gasped “ohhh Mr Steer”

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Ken snapped and jumped up as mad as a box of frogs

And pulled out a long plank from a pile of logs

He hit Duel right over the head, so incensed his plastic did boil

You come here and taking my girl, you come her drilling for oil!

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Dazed and confused the rig man looked up reeling from the hits

“Wait a minute man, we’re kids toys so we don’t have no ‘bits’”

“I’m not taking your girl, or drilling for oil, you will see”

“I’m drilling for blancmange for the kid’s tea.”

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Around the kitchen table three children did play

A doll in each hand as mother bowls and spoons did lay

Three large and three small for children, Duel, Barbie and Ken

With a wave of the spoon mother asked “Who’s for pink oil then?”


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Trouble in Paradise..

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Genre: Poetry

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For MAmberconrads comp. Thanks MA. I needed something light and fun to write, I needed a break from the short I am writing.

BTW..blancmonge..YUCK!

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