Gregory Corban Jr.
My Family - Poem by Gregory Corban Jr.
My family is weird; they have a case of the crazies.
They've stolen Santa's beard, on the parade at Macy's.
Or what about the time, Uncle Lou chewed on Lenny's head.
He said it tasted sublime, and left Lenny almost dead.
Reunions are the worst, I hate them the most.
Shinel always thinks its liverwurst, when she gnaws at the post.
Cousins run with snakes in hand, uncles drive their boats on land.
Nephews and nieces run to a rat, one said 'Meal! ' before it went splat.
Aunt's painting their lizard clowns; I'm waiting for the chaos to die down.
Grandma's and Grandpa's telling the tale, when they chewed off a leprechaun's tail.
Mom and Dad not normal in the least, kissing their pet Peppercorn beast.
There is no silver lining because I get blamed; I'm the only one in my family who's sane.
Wait I'm not done, I know I can't stand it either.
Before we end the fun, I'll have to get back my pet giant beaver.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Comments about My Family by Gregory Corban Jr.
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye