Old Boo

Town folk loved the man called Boo         

In spite of all his bumbling                        

He ran a shop in old town square               

Its brick foundation crumbling                   


When one day the banker came

Poor Boo was on a ladder

If fear of heights not bad enough

Collectors made him sadder


Boo looked down upon the man

And scratched his whiskered chin

He knew what brought the man to call

And his head began to spin


“Come down from there” called the man

“There be business to discuss

No payment seen in nigh three months

And that’s way too long for us”


“Land sakes!” cried Boo “Comin down”

“There’s hardly need to holler

You ain’t the only man in town

That needs to make a dollar


With that, old Boo slid his foot

Stepped down to the rung below

He could have dodged that one misstep

But his shaky hands let go


Passersby all stopped and stared

As the man made his descent

No time to warn the man below

Staring down at the cement


Groans were heard among the crowd

Was a wound on old Boo’s head

The old man bruised and dazed a bit

Greedy banker stone cold dead



Daily Prompt:Bumble




About Phil

Hi, my name is Phil. I’ve managed to escape the corporate world, rid myself of excess belongings, travel the country extensively in my old Winnebago, and find a new home on a beautiful barrier island in the Gulf of Mexico. I define myself as: a free spirit, a writer, a philosophical anarchist, a poet; a lover of nature, a lover of art, a protector of animals, as well as a devoted friend and partner
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2 Responses to Old Boo

  1. Pingback: Bumble When You Work – TyroCharm

  2. Paulina Angela says:

    bahahahaha! my kinda humour

    Liked by 1 person

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