Holy Diluted Cold Water
holy diluted cold water
did you see that there
its, little grandma mini
streaking, in her Sunday's best
tighty-whitie underwear
come on now
lets catch her quick
before, she completely lose it
or she strips right out of her
JCpenney sundaies brand new underwear
oh! my, someone get grandpa
well! I think he's still in the Crapper
grandpa, just sitting on the can
hold-en a beer in one hand
and a fly swatter in thee other
say-en she come home
when she good, and ready
or she gets mighty hungry
so we grab a sheet
off the old washing line
and dash left to the right
right to the left right down
the old dirt street
lucky for me and cousin Jeb
her old knee injury slowed her down
made her stop
and take a breath
we all most had her
but dam if she isn't
faster than catfish
trying to jump off the line
she moved so fast
it looked like she was
doing movements
in movie time
like some kind of ninja
but after 20 minutes
me and cousin jeb
just sat down in the grass
and grandma just laugh
and the moral of the story is
if grandma goes a streaking
wait 20 minutes before
you go a seek-en
and happy de va ju
to you too...
(a tribute to Jeff Foxworthy)
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2017
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