An Iron Man Piñata

An original poem by Chrome Dome Mike Kimbro

Consider reading 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 piñata.

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 piñata.

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 piñata is destined to be assaulted,

By children wielding a baseball bat.

CHORUS

Twas an Iron Man piñata.

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.

CHORUS

Twas an Iron Man piñata.

Of the normal ones they were sold out.

Twas an Iron Man piñata.

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

But the damn thing did look bizarre.

The End

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