The Dummy

The Dummy

Reports are in.   

Grades have been posted.   

No one’s as smart as they thought, 

it seems, especially me.   

Ground-breaking ceremonies are next.   

A monument will be erected on this sight, 

dedicated to the dumbest of dummies: 

Me.   

Me, with my nose in the air, 

before I knew I knew nothing.   

What arrogance I displayed.   

Knock-kneed and pigeon-toed, 

on my way to the top, 

inverted of course, 

and in mid-nosedive.   

I am:

• A landmark for the lost: “Make a right at the dummy and continue on to the second traffic light. “

• A meeting place for old friends: “Let’s get together for dinner.  I’ll meet you at the dummy about eight o’clock.”

• A background for photographs: “Let me get a shot of you standing over there in front of the dummy.”

An example for future generations:  “Don’t let this happen to you.”    

by Leo