“Jelly Bellies” by Angela Cohan

What the heck is this?  What the petroleum jelly?  However you look at

it it’s messed up.  But what about all the jelly fish in the whirlpool of life?

I don’t even know what I’m saying anymore.  I have the worst craving for

a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.  But seriously, who would have thought

we’d be here dreading all the associations?  Certainly not me.   Actually, I

was dreading massaging the absence of field to tell you the truth.

Speaking of truth, what’s the deal with all the phony commercials?

Sometimes I sit in front of the tube, but what I really feel like doing is

banging my head against the lies.  Can you dig it my mother?  Coz I can

really get into the swing of things if I tried.  Phew!  That was a mouthful.

I think I’ll just chill for a while and take a few of these truth serums

instead.

Angela Cohan

© 2011

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One comment

  1. lkthayer · November 18, 2011

    Fun wordplay Angela! 🙂

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