The Daily Jerk

Ode to wedders

by on Jun.25, 2010, under FABULOUS PRIZES!, Heroes, how are you today?, I'm a poet now too


I am feeling rather old,
As I reach that time of life.
Where my friends stop having children,
Settle down, and find a wife.

You see the breeding stage comes early,
When yo u’re in a country town,
As there’s nothing else to do,
When the waterhole is brown.

No movies and no shopping,
Lest you count the general store.
Which has a brilliant range of jerky
But closes after four.

Se everyone just breeds;
Little children everywhere.
Except the bastards who escape,
To Greece, or France, or Ayr.

But when you get to my age;
Tender young, though it may be;
Everyone wants commitment,
A house, and Holden HSV.

I may have left the town
At the age of seventeen,
But the friends I left behind
Couldn’t stop; they started breeding.

I don’t think any less of them,
They’re brilliant, every one.
But babies and then marriage.
Is the way they have their fun.


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1 comment for this entry:
  1. Uke Hunt

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