and with the return of the aussies
my band of grandies are back together
all on one continent
in one time and one place
sharing some mischief and one tiny space.
Jake: We’re putting the band back together.
Mr. Fabulous: Forget it. No way.
Elwood: We’re on a mission from God.
(The Blues Brothers)
last summer’s tiny space
the first time
they were ever all together
meeting in one big box.
what seemed to be
the world’s longest hopscotch
must have been
‘cuz it just kept on going
even when the one who drew it
counted as high as they could
had no more numbers
so it ended at 82
but the boxes just kept on going.
the aussies have moved back
and the family is reunited
has decided that it would be a good idea
to connect our houses
so that we will always be close by
and never lose our attachment
so he made up a master plan
we’ll need the following stuff:
a couple packs of big nails
a couple of pieces of wood
1 new tree plus the tree that’s already there
2 microphones with tubes attached to the end
1 zip line
1 cubby tree house
1 new house and 1 house that’s already here
2 cans of green paint and 1 can of yellow paint (our favorite colors)
1 tube of silicone stuff
2 key rings (keep in the secret key hole)
2 glass squirrel doors for the holes so they don’t steal the keys
1 saw to cut the wood
1 box of bandaids
1 extra first aid kit
2 bags each of nuts and worms and seeds to feed the tree animals
a couple of packs of kit-kats and carmello bars and cadbury chocolates for us
this is the secret hole where we’ll leave our keys
and always have open access to our houses and hearts.
after glancing over his shoulder
baby j is not sure
if he should
laugh, cry, scream or run.