a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Nonsensical Poem/Music

Snow on the mountain
Ice in my heart
All's frozen
Since we're apart

Met on line
Had a few dates
Asked you to marry
You didn't hesitate

Pretty as a puppy
In those fancy clothes
Should a guessed
But didn't know.

High heels you wore
To milk the cows
Stuck in muck
You didn't know how

Chickens were noisy
Horses too big
Cows had tails
Disliked smelling pigs

If I ever love again
I'll not look in the city
I find one in a Sale Barn
I'll find one just as pretty

One who knows
To run cattle in a chute
Knows how to milk
With some good boots

Snow on the mountain
Ice in my heart
All's frozen
Since we're apart



12 comments:

Beachanny said...

Very funny - this is pretty hillbilly I'd say. Loved it. Thanks.

Ella said...

I enjoyed your poem Gail! The silly,but with the proud message of one's heart knows! Sorry about the ice~

Marian said...

cute & funny, but sentimental & truthy. good combination.

Anonymous said...

green acres in a song :)

this was fun!

Sketching with Dogs said...

That poem is so lovely, it made me smile.
Lynne x

Anonymous said...

The bloom is off the rose when reality sets in.What looks good on paper or online isn't always the same as living it.

jp@A Green Ridge said...

Great for a gal with good boots!!!...:)JP

Henny Penny said...

I like it a lot!!

LindaG said...

Haha. That is great, Gail. :-)

Lynne said...

Good one . . .

Sherry Blue Sky said...

This is PERFECT - you know a real women when she has on really good muck boots!!!!!! Essential on a farm, ask me and my sister!

LilliStJohn said...

Whether its muck boots on the farm or fishing boots along the Bay of Fundy, I know and understand this poem and laughed. I loved it Gail :)

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