Phobia I.P.


from the ABC set Humorous Ramblings

I think that the cause of my phobia’s plain;
that circumstance caused me so much bloody pain.
It took me some years to try it again
without suffering severe consternation.

The first instance occurred when barely a teen
and granted; a bit old to be so damn green
but I didn’t know it, until I had seen
and my confidence went on vacation

It happened one night in the Woolwich youth club
(I was dressed to the nines and I’d had a good scrub)
I’d tapped the ‘Old Man’ for a substantial sub
looking real cool but inwardly dying

I went with some mates and we had it all planned,
half a bottle of ‘Brut’ each; slapped on by hand.
With new ‘Ben Sherman’s’, we stood by the band
trying hard not to look like we’re trying.

A group of hot birds were out on the floor;
one blonde girl smiled and my spirits did soar
I whispered the lads, I’m going to score,
it was a diamond coated guarantee.

As I sauntered over, I felt like a king,
my step had developed a definite spring
but warning bells started to go ding-a-ling,
when she waved at some bloke, stood behind me.

Much too far gone to turn back at this stage
I felt like a lion, caught in a cage
I gave a big smile and tried to engage
the cute blonde in some interaction.

She looked at me, like she had got a bad smell
then turned to her mates and said, ‘Cor, fuckin’ hell!
Has somebody gone out and rang the school bell?’
then stood back and observed my reaction

Her mates, they cracked up; they thought it was gas
one of them said I had balls made of brass!
I stood there blushing; I felt like an Ass
and prayed that the ground, would just open

I did not turn but kept walking ahead;
the exit seemed miles and I wished I were dead.
When outside, I screeched and ran home to bed -
I felt like a babe in a play-pen

For more than a decade (I know, it sounds dumb)
dances and parties I gladly would shun;
the thought of rejection just made me feel numb.
It took me that long to recover.

It gave me a fear, which I’ve kept all my life;
the next girl I danced with was my darling wife
and look where that got me; more trouble, more strife
as I bloody well soon did discover

So listen up lads, when you’re out with your mates;
forget about dancing with potential dates
because embarrassment leaves you in dire straits
and you’ll end up feeling a right dick.

If chatting up birds; get them on their own
or even better, chat them on the phone,
where there is less chance that you will be blown
Out and have phobias that make you feel sick!

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Comments

pinda | August 16, 2009 - 22:38

Lol loved this piece, pure quality humour. Iloved the stucture of this, very carefully written I can tell.

I liked the way the first three lines rhymed, then the last line of the verse rhymed with the last of the following verse. I might try that sometime in one of my songs.

Also I enjoyed the writing in brackets, as if you was talking to me and pausing what was really happening. I've told you in the past the brackets were a good idea. I think it was celticman who said he didn't perfer you to use them, i'm sure he will like them after reading this piece.

Funniest piece in a long time, good one chris.
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2 questions :)

1)Why is this not under humourous ramblings? Most of your funny piece are and this raised a smile :)

2)‘Cor, fuckin’ hell!
What does cor mean, never heard that before?

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Brilliant work mate,

I thought you would have said feeling a right tit, but dick is cool hahaha

night x

chuck | August 16, 2009 - 22:55

Perhaps the lesson here is 'don't try too hard' (with the ladies). It took me a while to learn. Love the way you sort of throw the last line away in each verse.

I also enjoyed the Oscar Wilde piece BTW but I didn't comment because I thought you covered it pretty well yourself.

threeleafshamrock | August 16, 2009 - 23:21

Thanks Pin, glad you liked ;)

I thought that I had this in 'Humorous Ramblings', must have forgotten but have done it now.

'Cor' is a cockney expression; much used when I was growing up in East London. Usually the full statement would be ...'Cor blimey' In 'proper' English it would translate into 'God blind me' It was used too express surprise, as in;
'Cor blimey, but I never seen tits that size before!' = 'God blind me (if I'm telling a lie), but I have never seen tits that size before!'

That's as I understand it anyway; some other east-ender may come on and tell you different but I think that's about right.

Thanks for reading mate and hope that info helps; never actually been asked that before...it's a good question lol.

threeleafshamrock | August 16, 2009 - 23:27

Thanks Chuck; blokes have it solved these days - the women do the asking lol.

Glad you liked the other piece; I had planned to do a longer piece and make it a kind of story in verse - or is that called prose ;) Still might if there is any interest because it is bloody hard work and I'm buggered if I am going to bother if no one is going to read the bloody thing ha-ha!

Thanks for the comments ;)

mcscraic | August 17, 2009 - 02:36

The alternate use of the fourth line rhyme works well ,the overall structure reminds me of a Limerick missing a line .

Threeleafshamrock Francis Thompson tried that and ended up writing The Hound Of Heaven but went mad in the process and died at a very young age .
The danger is once you start a project like a story in verse it could easily draw you in deeper to an abyss that could take your life..if you let it .

Kind Regards mcscraic

Ewan | August 17, 2009 - 07:14

Straits, Chris, for Dire Straits, Strait of Gibraltar etc. Unless it's a pun on being 'straight' but not very good at it, of course. :-)

threeleafshamrock | August 17, 2009 - 08:17

Thanks mcscraic; I love Limericks. When I was growing up they were very popular and we used to have fun making them up. Some were very good, some very bad, others very filthy but they all had a discipline (behind all the fun) that was educational and - I believe - help me, even today, with rhyme and rhythm and vocabulary. I have come across a few on ABC (Biggus has some good ones). I believe that they are greatly underestimated and even frowned upon by 'serious' poets, who seem to regard them as frivolous; I think it is a shame and quite frankly; their loss!

As to the 'story in verse' driving me mad; with 1 wife, 1 mother-in-law, 7 children, 2 dogs, 3 cats, 1 budgie (who can shit in your tea from 10 feet, while flying at the speed of light) - I am probably more than half way mad already. It could at worst, speed up the process or at best be the sanest thing going on in my life at the moment.

Thanks for taking the time ;)

threeleafshamrock | August 17, 2009 - 08:21

Ewan; thanks as always. Changed 'straits'. Looked at ways, whereby I could pretend that it was a gender based pun but even I couldn't believe it LOL. Cheers! ;)

threeleafshamrock | August 17, 2009 - 09:11

For 'mscraic'

It’s nice to meet someone who knows
the value of Limericks in prose.
As a breed we are dying
but let’s keep on trying
and maybe some more, will compose.

I’ll get on to T. Cook today;
I can’t guarantee he will play
but I will suggest
next weeks’ I.P. quest
be a Limerick and enter the fray

I’ve just had a relevant thought
This might not work out; though it ought
Storytellers I feel,
are more likely to squeal,
pull their hair out and be quite distraught

I think, story writers may claim
their being kept out of the frame
though their writing’s sublime
it’s not written in rhyme
so would make quite a hash of the game

Chris

MistakenMagic | August 17, 2009 - 10:00

Awww I wouldn't have been so cruel to you Chris ;) I'm guessing you didn't meet Mrs Threeleaf at a party?

Magic xxx

threeleafshamrock | August 17, 2009 - 10:32

Lol, no Magic. Actually met in a wheelchair hostel, where I was doing some voluntary work...but we had a few parties later ;)

insertponceyfre... | August 17, 2009 - 21:25

I am catching up on things I missed. I enjoyed this chris - it was funny!

threeleafshamrock | August 17, 2009 - 21:33

Thanks inter ;)

sunshine | August 18, 2009 - 12:24

Funny, but also touching. Good rhythm. Margot

threeleafshamrock | August 18, 2009 - 13:24

Thanks Margot ;)

threeleafshamrock | August 18, 2009 - 13:25

Wow, thanks for the cherry folks ;)

sarah wilson | August 22, 2009 - 09:54

Good stuff Chris. I've missed your humourous ramblings on my extremely long travels with my Mother. But that's a book on all its own:)
sarah x

threeleafshamrock | August 22, 2009 - 10:52

Thanks Sarah glad you liked. Your travels turned out some fine writing and I look forward to more. ;)