Lobster Role

Dismal chance of a lobster roll call as man hankers for lobster rolls.

[This is a monostich, a single-line poem. To learn more, see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monostich].

Shift your Schtick

Parent to Child:
“Make your bed,
Cook your meals,
Fold your laundry,
You’re on your own now,
So . . . mom up!”

Bro’ to Bro’:
“Buy your own beer,
Ask her out,
Pay your way,
You’re a big boy,
So . . . man up!”

Jamaican to Tourist:
“Quit reading your emails,
Hold your calls,
Order a cocktail,
You’re here to chill,
So . . . yeh mon up!”