Don’t Bite The Hand That Feeds You

You were down on your luck

I helped you up

I gave you food

Money and

A phone

In many ways I supported you

So I was taken by surprise

When you seemed to block me

From being a part of your life

You grew quiet

And distant

And always had an excuse

Finally I just felt like screaming

Don’t bite the hand that feeds you

You just might damage it forever

 

Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #19

The Squeaky Wheel Gets The Oil

“You have to assert yourself.”  The woman in front of the group continued, “the louder you are the more attention you will get, and you know what they say?  The squeaky wheel gets the oil.”

One of the women raised her hand, “But what if you are in the back of the park away from people, is it worth it to try and yell or should you concentrate on getting away?”

“That is a good question, but if you are in the back of the park there is a chance there are others close enough to you to hear you.”

 

(100 words)

Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #18

A Stitch In Time Saves Nine

She shut the door and dropped her backpack on the floor.  “Mom, what’s for dinner?”

Her mother was in the kitchen making an after-school snack for her and her daughter.  “Pot roast, Annie.”

Annie came into the kitchen and saw the plate her mom had made up and said, “Yum!  Is that for me?”

“Well, for both of us.  How did school go?”

“Oh, alright but Sheryl snagged my sweater.”

“Let me take a look at it.”

“It really is no big deal.”

“But we should fix it now so it doesn’t get much worse after it is washed.”

“Yeah, I suppose.  I’ll go upstairs and change so you can fix it.  And don’t eat all the crackers while I am gone!”

 

Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #17

People Who Live In Glass Houses Shouldn’t Throw Stones

I’ve been struggling trying to catch back up with these two posts a day and I have hit a wall of sorts.  The only thing I can think of and can’t get out of my mind is Billy Joel and Glass Houses, one of his first big hit albums.  So, don’t go criticizing anyone when you can’t take the same criticism.  Now lets not worry about any thing negative… because you may be right, I may be CRAZY!

 

Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #16

Don’t Look A Gift Horse In The Mouth

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It was beautiful, a crystal bell.  He gave it to her to add to her collection of bells and hoped it would be a nice surprise when he came back from his business trip.  But he was shocked when she began to inspect the bell very closely.  She began to fire back question after question at him, “What was the name of the store where you got it?  How much did it cost? Was it certified?”

He sighed and turned to her saying, “I don’t know.  Don’t you know you’re not supposed to look a gift horse in the mouth?”

 

Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #15

Jack Of All Trades, Master Of None

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He knew a lot.  He was always giving advice and answers to everyone.  Trouble was he didn’t know quite as much as he thought he did.  One night at a dinner with him and a girlfriend.  She mentioned her car had a ticking noise and he began to talk.  He talked at length about how he could fix it.  After dinner they went outside.  He did some work under the hood.  Then she went to start it up and it wouldn’t even turn over.  After two hours he gave up and blamed it on a malfunctioning computer component.  But, when she got it repaired finally, at a garage, they told her he had broken a belt and disconnected the battery.  Not exactly a car wizard.

 

Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #14

A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss

He was sitting alone

But he was flirting

With the lady at the bar

He wanted her tonight

And did everything he could

To entice the woman

And get an invite

Back to her apartment

He would be a whirlwind

In one late night

Then gone in the morning

He had already been

In this town too long

He was itchy to move

Get to the next town

And see what it would offer

He wanted no strings

No roots

No commitment of any kind

A free spirit

With no responsibilities

Just a memory in the wind

 

 

Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) – #13

Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained

I am afraid

of being hurt again,

and so I wonder

should romance begin?

He makes me smile

and feel alright,

from the early morning

until late at night.

So, I guess I need

to take this love train,

because I’ve learned

nothing ventured, nothing gained.

 

Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #12

Birds Of A Feather Flock Together

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They were the best of friends

The “fantastic four” was always together

They were so much alike

They shared long marriages

They all loved to craft

They had all gone to small schools

And they all had two children

This meeting was so like the others

Joining each other for dinner

They shared a large pizza

One they all loved

And they talked for hours

I guess what they say is true

Birds of a feather flock together

 

Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #11

Barking Up The Wrong Tree

“But Mom, everyone else has got pierced ears.  Why can’t I?”

“Sara, not EVERYONE has them and I told you it is not just up to me it is up to your Dad too.”

“But he isn’t cool like you are Mom.  You understand what it means to me to fit in.”

“Honey, your Dad as a dermatologist has seen too many infections from bad piercings from that store.”

“So does that mean I can get it done somewhere else?”

“Sara you are barking up the wrong tree if you want a yes.  You need to talk to your Dad.”

 

(100 words)

Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #10