Poet Authority Poem Terminal

Tommy went to the busiest bottleneck he could find
It was time for more clapping!
Tommy wasn't going to be outdone again
He heaved a full drum kit down the street and hung a rather voluptuous horn around his neck
He pursed his lips and parped valiantly into his spit nozzle
He clapped gleefully and coated the crowd in a veneer of slobber

A man shook his sack and winked at his wife.
"Not now dear."
She looked at him sternly and continued filling in forms.
He sighed and packed away his Scrabble board.

I wave at the helicopter
It waves back
It waves back so fast that things get a bit competitive
I extend my arm and whirl as quickly as I can
It detaches and flies into the sky
My arm hits the startled pilot and he crashes into a nearby school field
Thankfully the children are in a class
I retrieve my arm and apologise for trespassing