Chrome Dome Mike with the Iron Man Pinata and fellow pieces Jessica Johnson.

An Iron Man Piņata

 

An original poem by Chrome Dome Mike Kimbro

 

Please read along to my Spoken Verse Performance.

 

VERSE 1

 

I'm thinking back to the birthday,

 

Of me and a dear family friend.

 

Back when a Walmart stop was the best way,

 

To buy, cause I had little to spend.

 

 

VERSE 2

 

There I spied the thing I sought.

 

Sitting next to an iron skillet.

 

At $5, hell, it had to be bought.

 

Discounted Valentine's candy would fill it.

 

 

CHORUS

 

Twas an Iron Man piņata.

 

Of the normal ones they were sold out.

 

Twas an Iron Man pinata.

 

It was late, so I couldn't hold out.

 

But the damn thing did look weird.

 

 

VERSE 3

 

Leave it to a huge merchandiser,

 

To know that I'm an easy mark.

 

Gazing deep into the Iron Dude's visor,

 

I felt the spirit of Tony Stark.

 

 

VERSE 4

 

I showed off this new acquisition,

 

To the folks at my place of employment.

 

My pawn loan request received opposition.

 

But it contributed to their enjoyment.

 

 

CHORUS

 

Twas an Iron Man piņata.

 

Of the normal ones they were sold out.

 

Twas an Iron Man pinata.

 

It was late, so I couldn't hold out.

 

But the damn thing looked possessed.

 

 

VERSE 5

 

In the breakfast nook we put him on display.

 

Luke and Val knew that he was special,

 

That Avenger made of paper mache.

 

We told them that they had to be careful.

 

 

VERSE 6

 

Some will find my logic faulted.

 

Because, in any Latino habitat,

 

A piņata is destined to be assaulted,

 

By children wielding a baseball bat.

 

 

CHORUS

 

Twas an Iron Man piņata.

 

Of the normal ones they were sold out.

 

Twas an Iron Man pinata.

 

It was late, so I couldn't hold out.

 

But the damn thing did look creepy.

 

 

VERSE 7

 

On a patio or in a game room,

 

Like a baby seal, they are clubbed to death.

 

But Iron Man was spared the same doom.

 

In the recycling bin he took his last breath.

 

 

Here's young Luke Neilon posing with the Iron Man pinata.

CHORUS

 

Twas an Iron Man piņata.

 

Of the normal ones they were sold out.

 

Twas an Iron Man pinata.

 

It was late, so I couldn't hold out.

 

But the damn thing did look bizarre.

 

 

The End

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Keywords:  Poems about Latino culture, birthday song lyrics.