Hi, I’m Brenda
And I am so happy
To have you here
With us today
There is never a time in your life
When it is too late
To learn to be creative
Talented, yes
There is a time
When you are just too darn old
To be considered talented
But never creative
Never, never, never
We all have sorts of programs
Here at the New Learning Center
For people who want to stretch
Their artistic wings
And learn to fly
Now, you might have heard of this
On the news or in magazines
It’s a very popular program we have
Called Coloring for Adults
Of course, it’s not like coloring for children
Although I do love to color in those
Disney Princess Coloring Books
You can get at the dollar store
Am I right, everybody?
. . . . .
Okay, well--
The fun part about coloring for adults
Is the complexity of it
You can color in all these intricate drawings
Of things like--
A prenuptial agreement
A mortgage
A missed payment on your mortgage
A hospital bill from when you got that mole removed
Even though you told the doctor it wasn’t going to be cancerous
And, of course, it wasn’t
You can color in pictures of your kids
The ones that still talk to you
Not the ungrateful ones
Who went ahead and married beneath them
Even though you spent all that money
Sending them to finishing school
You can color the photo of the woman
Your husband left you for
And the car she drives
And, if you’re feeling really creative,
You can draw key marks
Allllllllllll over that car
And her face
And maybe black out a few of her teeth
And one of her eyes
And one of her eyes
Or maybe both eyes
We don’t want to stifle your creativity here
We want you to go hog wild!
Speaking of hogs, you can also color in photos
Of your ex-mother-in-law
And ex-sister-in-law
And your ex-sister-in-law’s girlfriend
Excuse me--partner
Who once told you that you may be a straight eight
But that you were a lesbian four
Whatever the hell that means
You can color in the house you didn’t get to keep in the divorce
And you can color on alllllllllllll the bank slips
Showing your checking account just shattering
Showing your checking account just shattering
Into a million pieces
Oh, but maybe you can put little smiley faces
In all the zeroes
Just to make things look, you know
A little less
Dreary?
Oh! You can color in your co-workers
Who talk behind your back
About how you’re losing your hair
Even though that’s not the case at all
You’re just trying out new haircuts
And not all of them are working out
Because your stylist is nightblind
And you don’t get out of the Center until after six pm
Because the Tango for Adults class
Always finishes late
No matter how many times you tell them
That you have other things going on in your life
Besides this stupid fucking building
Full of lonely old people!
So…
Does anyone need their crayons sharpened?
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