Fishin’ for Complement (2016 April PAD - Day 5)

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Fishin’ for Complement

My ex-husband was a worm.

Now, we was just young

and stupid (some might say

 inexperienced)

when my papa caught us

gettin’ some experience,

(if you know what I mean),

in his boat while we was

s’posed to be fishin’.  Well,

the compliments was flyin’, and

Papa didn’t fancy the way we was

complementin’ each other

(if you know what I mean). So,

we had us a shotgun weddin’

and two baby boys

before the marriage

(and my slick, slippery man)

went south.

My papa, he was more

of a daddy to those two boys

than their own pa ever was.

Papa just loved to take us all

fishin’ in his boat.

The boys, they enjoyed it too –

still do. But me, I never

took much of a likin’ to it. 

Seems like

whenever I watch one of my boys

laughin’ with his granddaddy,

slippin’ a night crawler,

 on his hook,

I see it squirm,

and I just can’t help

but feel sorry

for that worm.

PSC/2016

Penned for Day 5 of Robert Lee Brewer's April PAD (Poem-A-Day) Challenge.  

Assignment: an experienced or inexperienced poem

 

For more, check out his site at:  2016-april-pad-challenge-day-5

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