1976 – silly poem #49


Yes, I remember your wedding
In 1976, you say it was?
Second marriage for you both
No need for a reception.
But in those days
We celebrated
With cases of beer, a jug of wine
Guitars, banjos and a fiddle
Old time music in your
Eight by 40 trailer
Before you put on that addition

The phone rang the next morning
A woman’s voice, thin, querulous,
Scratchy from cigarettes
She’d been accused of unseemly behaviour.

“Did I make a play for your husband?”
She asked timorously.

“Oh yes- you were all over him,” I replied.

“What! Oh no!”

“You tripped over his big feet
When he was playing his guitar”

Oh yes, that was a good party.
Back in 1976…

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