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A Tribute to Dr. Seuss
The cold air blew and it was time I knew, go to the closet and pull out old blue.
To cover my legs and keep them warm, was the job of my jeans that I had so many years worn.
Out of the closet they came, those jeans with the Levis name.
Up my legs and over my rear, I pulled the jeans I hadn’t worn in a year.
As I tried to button my jeans, there came a problem it seems.
I pulled with all my might, but my jeans were too tight!
Because to my surprise, my jeans had shrunk in size!
I peered back into the closet, and wondered what was it.
What was it that made my jeans so small, when I hadn’t changed at all.
Could it be the cheeseburgers and fries, but no because I exercise.
And only a few sweets, do I eat.
Suddenly I had a hunch, the answer could be found at lunch.
Off to the arches I went, where so many noons are spent.
To the counter I walk and an order taker I talk.
A hamburger and small fries for this client, but am told only orders of large or giant.
I say please give small or nothing at all.
Not large or giant do I need, a small order will sufficiently feed.
Because to my surprise, my jeans have shrunk in size.
Told I am there are no orders small, it is large or giant for all.
Other eatery’s do I go, but when I say small I am told no.
Giant, super, extra large I am told, as the button on my jeans strains to hold.
The answer is now plain to see, of why my jeans no longer fit me.
The only thing left to do, is ask to see the children’s menu.
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