Cranky Pants

There was a cranky old man who lived in a dam
in the wheelhouse half way down
As he was not staff he couldn’t enter by the shaft
so instead he shimmied down in a rope tied raft

He was so cranky staff didn’t approach
they waited till he left before they would visited
Cause in his mind he owned that whole dam
In his mind he was protecting the cities water supply

So this was his excuse for his cranky abuse
as he let rip if others came near
especially those young ones zooming down the apron
on skate boards with small sails to keep them upright

What goes on at dam walls you’d be greatly surprised
Remember the lad that saved many by plugging it with his finger
So this old man defends his illegal squat by being cranky
Driving others away ensures avoidance of human intimacy

Found many make it a crusty habit, their form of defence
Might be more worthwhile to give ‘cranky’ a miss
Letting others in might be considered a risk
but life without others is arid and void of real meaning

Daily Prompt:  Cranky

7 comments

  1. Right reasons… wrong approach? ‘Cranky’ is the squeaky wheel that gets the grease but also bares the burden of constant travel. One catches more flies with honey than vinegar – education is key.

    Letting folks in can be hard, but rewarding too.

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  2. Eminently relatable, Kate, as the “cranky old man” is part of most of our journeys.

    Most of the time it’s someone we encounter who fits the bill exactly. Other times, usually much less frequently, we play the role ourselves, even if only for a few hours one afternoon a decade.

    As usual, you convey a more broadly applicable message too, in that connections and relationships cure crankiness. In fact, they’re as indispensable as the water we drink.

    At times we all desire solitude and quiet time, but never without our fellow-creatures close by!

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