Turn on You

Salt in the pepper shaker
spicy vice versa;
nickels glued onto the floor.
Shaving cream within my hand
a tickle to forehead;
who could April anything more!

Last year you got me with sewn up pockets;
the year before it was novelty poo.
Look out this year, for I will be waiting;
all I want is to have my turn on you.

Telling me the school was burning
when I was waking;
April Fool--the joke’s on me.
Swiping all the bathroom towels
when I am in the shower;
a pilfer prank that brings forth glee.

I am the one that you always pick on;
an easy target for the Fool’s Day due.
Look out this year, for your turn is coming;
all I want is to have my turn on you.

You will be a wheel
and I’ll turn you to the right;
you will be a gear
but your cog will lack a bite.
You will be the tide
yet you’ll ebb away from sight;
you will be about--turn, turn, turn, turn!

Talcum powder on my toothbrush,
mouth full of cotton;
cup of water on the door.
Mashed potatoes in my slippers,
change the alarm clock;
who could April anything more!

Now that you know your turn is coming,
it amuses me as you fret and stew.
I realize I need do nothing,
for with nothing I’ll have my turn on you!


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Writer's Cramp Winner
3-28-20