DINNER WITH UNCLE BOB
Y'all know I NEVER go out drinking!
This is what happens when I do!
Blame the Corona! About 5:30 pm...
Like you're in a horror movie
badly spliced
the pasty-faced old man
truly Poltergeissed!
the hair once flowing
must be in remission
a by-product of / the Cemetery Commission
the old council disappeared
I must have scared them all away
they love each race, color and creed
they just hate you if you're gay
I heard him say his nephew's name
damn, no corn on the cob
about 5:30 pm
Dinner with / your Uncle Bob
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Let bygones be bygones
and never ask why
after all our time together
he didn't even say HI
another lost old friend
but you won't hear me sob
from gigolo to Dingolo
Din Din with Uncle Bob
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