AN: Hi, everyone! First of all, this is my first peice of Phil of the Future lore, so please be nice, haha. Also, to those people who have me on alert: don't be mad! I promise I am working on my other stories! I promise!
I named this "Phil's Story" because I used up all my imagination on the story itself. ; ) Anyway, this is a poem depicting a story I thought would be funny. Or disturbing. Well, a little of both. Let me know what you think!
Disclaimer: If I owned Phil of the Future, would I be writing this tripe? I think not, my friend!
Phil's Story
My name is Phil Diffy,
and though I am old,
I have a story
That needs to be told
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I'll spin you a tale,
So come grab a seat
My story is strange,
But very unique
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With a family vacation
It started, you see,
We went to the past,
My family and me
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A time machine rented
We thought things were fine
And we traveled with ease
Through all different times
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Till we came to a problem
That we could not fix:
Stuck in the past, around
2006.
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-(Note: yes, I know it's not 2006 in the show...it just rymes so nice...pretend for me, k?)-
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We tried all we could,
But we could not go home,
Despite all our tries,
Our ride had blown
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So there we were,
Stuck out of place,
In a tiny old town
With egg on our face.
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We had to fit in
What could we do?
Dad got a job and
We kids went to school
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And though we were angry,
We got by just fine,
Thoroughly lost, but
Having a good time
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Pim and I made
Some new "past" friends
Though we still wished
That this would all end
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We missed our own time,
But things weren't so bad
I love to laugh now
At the fun times we had
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But one thing stood out
During our escapade
There was someone special
Amongst the friends I had made
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She was so sweet,
Simple and kind
She knew where I was from,
But she didn't mind
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We grew so close,
I could truly say
She was my best friend,
And is, still, today
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That's right, for you see,
We made it back home,
But I went back for her,
Soon as I was grown
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I met her at a time
(Years ago we agreed)
At the same little town,
And I got on one knee
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Though we'd visited each other
Whenever we could
I knew at last that
It would do no good
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To try to live my life
Without her by my side,
It was torture, you see,
Loving two different times
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I wanted to grow old with her,
Spend life together,
Not separated,
And growing old after
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So with a tear in her eye
She gave me a smile
And we knew it wouldn't be
That long a while
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'Till we'd say "I do"
And re-start our life
And we'd be together,
With her as my wife
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Then, with prayer and tears
We had to decide
Between our two lives:
Live in which time?
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Finally we choose,
Although it was hard,
To live in the future
Where I got my start
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For us to adjust,
It took a while,
But looking back now
I always smile
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It wasn't perfect,
But that was okay,
I knew thick or thin
Together we'd stay
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But then a surprise
Came to our home
From a family of two,
To three, we had grown
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A bundle of joy,
Wrapped up in skin
So much love inside
We had for this kid
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I knew the right name,
Since he was a boy,
After my dear father,
I'd name him Lloyd
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And we did our best
To raise him with care
Through all of life's turns,
We were always there
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But we were perplexed
As he grew, you see,
For he seemed more like his grandpa
Than my wife or me
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His mannerisms
Were just like a mirror
He was in every way
Like him, it appeared
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And when we met his girlfriend
It scared us a bit
She was, of course, nice
But more familiar yet
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Her name was Barb,
My mother's name
And it freaked us out
How she looked much the same
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As I thought to myself,
It occurred to me
The way things had happened
I could finally see
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And I wasn't at all
Surprised when I heard
The name of my son's
Child born first
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Him and his wife
Called up to say
"It was a boy-"
"Go on, guess his name!"
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They had named him Phil
And when I found out
That's when I knew
Without a doubt
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Out of all possible things
I could have thought,
My theory was right,
Although I said naught
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And when their next child
Was born to them,
When asked my opinion,
I said, "Name her Pim."
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So all over again,
I set in swing
My future and past
And everything in-between
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So many years later,
When they had bought
A used time machine
From a time machine lot,
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I declined their offer
To travel with them
For I knew, of course,
Where their journey would end
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But I had something to do
Before they left,
I went up to Phil Diffy
And smiled and said:
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"I have a small gift
For you to keep
It was very special
To grandma and me"
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With those few words,
I reached out my hand,
Dropped a ring into his,
And said, "Man-to-man,
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Someday you might
Have a use for this thing
It don't seem like it now,
But life starts with a ring.
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Time loops around, catches
Up to you again,
Just like the ring you
Find in your hand.
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So no matter what happens
Keep that ring close!
If bad things go down,
It'll remind you of home.
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So no matter what,
Take care of it, Phil,
It don't mean much to you now,
But someday, it will."
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My grandson smiled,
Holding the ring,
I knew he was thinking
Of ditching the thing
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But I knew he wouldn't
And soon you'll know why
For I smiled and said,
with my wife, "goodbye!"
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And off they went
On their time tour
I told my wife at last
That I was sure
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"This was too familiar,"
I told her with ease,
"I now have no doubt…
My grandson is me"
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And she laughed a bit,
Wrinkling her nose,
"Don't be silly, Phil!
You don't really suppose-"
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But I know the story
From both sides, at last,
My future is tied up
Snug with my past
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The words my grandfather
Said about that ring
I had now said to myself
About the same thing
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Time, it had looped,
And it always will
Two generations,
Both a boy named Phil
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The impossible is true...
I am my grandson!
My name is Phil Diffy
And my story is done.
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AN: Haha! Didn't see that one coming, did you? I got the idea from an old song, "I Am My Own Grandpa." I really hope you liked it- if you did, or have some constructive critisisim, please do review!
