I Miss Her

I miss her complaining
Makes me cry in my beer
I’m so miserable without her
It’s as if she’s still here

My pickup and coon dog
Give me a lil’ bit of cheer
And my ma getting out of prison
and me drinkin' more beer

Catchin’ some catfish
Makes me wish she were near
To gut em' and to fry em'
all battered up in more beer

I miss her cute lil’ fuzzy mustache
It hides the wart on her chin
I miss that piercing high voice
Tho’ it does get under my skin

miss the smell of her foot fungus powder
Miss havin’ her bringin' me more beer
Yeah, I’m so miserable without her
It’s almost as if she’s still here

my dirty shorts and socks can just lay there
But Dang! I hate getting’ my own beer
Yeah, I'm so dang miserable without her
it's almost as if she's still here

so there's one thing to me
that's become crystal clear
and it's that I've gotta teach...
ol' blue to fetch my beer

"I miss her" poem

This is really cute and straight up. Ha i liked the poem very much. =]

Miss her

David o Whalen Thanks Sofie, It's totally tongue in cheek.

Holding my sides

It's great how you put yourself into the character; superb not so subtle twists, LOL ;-D
greg

I miss her

David o Whalen Thanks Greg. They say "write about what you know". I did and now I need a beer.

~Cute as a Bug's Ear~

David,

Between this life and the next, it is good to have someone that can fetch you a beer. Your "I Miss Her" poem was as cute as a bug's ear. It made me grin. :)

Warm regards,

Kathy

Miss Her

David o Whalen Thanks Kathy (and I read all of your postings-good stuff!)

~Ain't You Sweet~

By "David", I took a fancy to yur stuff and yu took a fancy to mine. Whoohoo! Can I fetch yu a beer?

Aw.........shucks!

Kathy

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