Poetry by DaLovePoet

Mudlick Holler Wedding


Mudlick Holler Wedding
Dang! If my sister ain't
the purtiest thang you ever did see!
That thar new weddin' dress
even hides them knots on her boney knees!

Her three big teeth all polished up nice
shore do catch the light of the moon.
Like Bubba's new bumper on his pickup truck,
them teeth shine like Floyd's Lagoon.

Maw sent her over to the beauty shop,
that new place just inside of town,
to get one of them fancy new haircuts,
where they wound her hair up all around.

Sis came home lookin' like a hornet's nest
was fixed right on top of her head;
And dang if a big ol' bumble bee
didn't land on it and plum fall dead!

Paw is right busy makin' up refreshments,
been workin' his still all night
Making that wonderful white lightnin',
and Paw makes that mash just right.

I guess it's time to start the weddin'
cuz Peacher Jed just staggered in.
He was helpin' Paw over at the still,
and now he's chawin' on aspirin.

They're finally startin' the music,
and I guess I better git;
I'm gettin' rid of my sis today.
Dang! At thirteen, shore is time fer it!


DaLovePoet

© 2001 Mike Diaz (All rights reserved)
2/12/01