Sestina about being a lifeguard. |
Lifeguard Duty I arrived at my job with uniform In place, anxious about working at the pool. Not knowing what to expect, I had whistle Ready. What I got was a bunch of screaming Kids blatantly disregarding the rules. It was hard to keep my concentration. At first there was a large concentration Of kids in the shallow end in no uniform Pattern. I could tell none knew the rules, For they were dunking and climbing out of the pool, Running around and around, and screaming Like Banshees. Fumbling for my whistle, I blew as hard as I could. My whistle, Of course, had no affect on the heathens' concentration. They paid no attention to my screaming And yelling; It was as if my uniform Meant nothing to them--thhey came to the pool To play, and couldn't care less about the rules. After days and weeks of enforcing the rules, The regulars would respond to my whistle. Soon the pool was running as any pool Does, but I soon lost my concentration By sitting and thinking of men in uniform Coming to rescue me while I'm screaming, "Calgon, take me away!" And then screaming, I come back to life only to point to the rules. If that doesn't work, I point to my uniform, Hoping I won't have to display my whistle To prove authority. To play concentration Is often more fun than watching the pool. Then some kids fall and as blood begins to pool Around their head, the parents come screaming, And we wish they all could be sent to concentration Camps. That shoudl be punishment for breaking the rules. Instead we jsut let out one long whistle, Enforcing the power that comes with the uniform. If you come to the pool and break all the rules, Be ready for screaming and the shrill of a whistle From a concentration of lifeguards in uniform. |