Honorary Mr. Bridesmaid
BC Williams, Writer/Poet :: ALL WORKS :: Humor :: "Satire is a sort of glass, wherein beholders discover everybody's face but their own" Johathan Swift
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Honorary Mr. Bridesmaid
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......................The sign says,
......................Celebrate Dave'n Bev's Weddin in June
......................Turn Here for a BIG Free Balloon!
..................Lookin' at my watch it was half past noon . . .
......................well maybe it'll be a fine afternoon.
......................So I turns left down Parker Street,
......................hoofin the road with my man-sized feet -
......................Yeah, the day was sweet as the tree birds tweet
......................and I steadied myself with a stiletto beat.
......................I see the colors 'fore I see the crowd,
......................then Bevie, she cut through the multi-hued cloud
......................and just threw back the gates and in me allow,
......................so I Cheshire grin and in through plough.
......................There is food treats of various kinds
......................so I upload a plateful of all the fine finds
......................and eat till I 'spose I'll burst and be blind.
......................Boy, my belly's in a troublesome bind!
......................Then Dave, he asks if I'll blow up balloons
......................while he strums his knees with some soulful spoons.
......................So we WOWed the crowd with an unusual tune -
......................he slappin and me my jaws workin a swoon.
......................Welp, I fell right back in a vat of ice cubes
......................but woke in an instant a silly boob
......................with a balloon on my head like a vacuum tube
......................while Dave, he crooned, "Scooby DOO!"
......................Man . . . I turned red and I turn green
......................and maybe a little of it all in between
......................and I figured it's time to s p l i t this scene
......................'fore my mood turns mean.
......................But Bev, she steps up and saves the day.
......................She hands me a wedding balloon bouquet
......................with a sign slapped on, here's what it say:
......................Congratulations, Honorary Mr. Bridesmaid!
......................The rest was a blur as I stand for the vows
......................and then them two became espoused,
......................then turn around to the cheering crowd
......................and take them together a bow.
......................About now, I decide I better just fade
......................sos them weddin pictures I won't invade.
......................Got balloons to prove it, this masquerade . . .
......................today, I was selected Honorary Mr. Bridesmaid.
...................... © 7.2010 by BC Williams
<< Humor
Or perhaps another category of poems?
Trope - Feminine - Inmorata
Agape - Nature - Kids
Miscellaneous
......................The sign says,
......................Celebrate Dave'n Bev's Weddin in June
......................Turn Here for a BIG Free Balloon!
..................Lookin' at my watch it was half past noon . . .
......................well maybe it'll be a fine afternoon.
......................So I turns left down Parker Street,
......................hoofin the road with my man-sized feet -
......................Yeah, the day was sweet as the tree birds tweet
......................and I steadied myself with a stiletto beat.
......................I see the colors 'fore I see the crowd,
......................then Bevie, she cut through the multi-hued cloud
......................and just threw back the gates and in me allow,
......................so I Cheshire grin and in through plough.
......................There is food treats of various kinds
......................so I upload a plateful of all the fine finds
......................and eat till I 'spose I'll burst and be blind.
......................Boy, my belly's in a troublesome bind!
......................Then Dave, he asks if I'll blow up balloons
......................while he strums his knees with some soulful spoons.
......................So we WOWed the crowd with an unusual tune -
......................he slappin and me my jaws workin a swoon.
......................Welp, I fell right back in a vat of ice cubes
......................but woke in an instant a silly boob
......................with a balloon on my head like a vacuum tube
......................while Dave, he crooned, "Scooby DOO!"
......................Man . . . I turned red and I turn green
......................and maybe a little of it all in between
......................and I figured it's time to s p l i t this scene
......................'fore my mood turns mean.
......................But Bev, she steps up and saves the day.
......................She hands me a wedding balloon bouquet
......................with a sign slapped on, here's what it say:
......................Congratulations, Honorary Mr. Bridesmaid!
......................The rest was a blur as I stand for the vows
......................and then them two became espoused,
......................then turn around to the cheering crowd
......................and take them together a bow.
......................About now, I decide I better just fade
......................sos them weddin pictures I won't invade.
......................Got balloons to prove it, this masquerade . . .
......................today, I was selected Honorary Mr. Bridesmaid.
...................... © 7.2010 by BC Williams
<< Humor
Or perhaps another category of poems?
Trope - Feminine - Inmorata
Agape - Nature - Kids
Miscellaneous
BC Williams, Writer/Poet :: ALL WORKS :: Humor :: "Satire is a sort of glass, wherein beholders discover everybody's face but their own" Johathan Swift
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