Poetry Time

And now a poem, by Mr Des Gilling.

Whistling a Happy Tune

Pat and Kat – they no longer rhyme

That was a poem from another time

And Pat don’t think about marriage twice

Not like Pierre and Peter – they did it thrice!

You’re tall, handsome, and only 42!

No wonder I’m living vicariously through you!

My friend, you’re in your prime of life

No time for domesticity with an ungrateful wife

Forget love, my friend - lust is the trick

Don’t think with your big head, think with your dick!

Sow some wild oats, have a toss in the hay

Forget the past, the future’s the way!

In Saskatoon if truth be told

The women are desperate, horny, and cold

You’ll have your fill of more than a few

When you hit town, they’ll be all over you!

Take some advice from an old pro

Sincerity’s bullshit, it’s all about show!

Cruise around town full of style and flash

Get a new wardrobe, spend a little cash

Saskatoon broads will offer all you can take

In no time you’ll be the town’s ubiquitous rake!

And the good news my fine, Feather’s friend

We’re delighted to see you’re on the mend

Put on a smile, never more a frown

Be happy to be on your way out of town

In Saskatoon partying and sex’s not all there’s to do

There’s drinking and fighting and gambling too

But don’t call a restaurant and say “reservation”

They’ll think you’re a member of a “First Nation”

And in Saskatoon a fairy tale often told

Winter is bearable – it’s called a “dry cold”

Be careful it’s freezing out there, don’t wander too far

In Saskatoon, remember - always plug in your car.

Life is often funny, sometimes unfair

You thought together you were a likely pair

And who would have thought when it came to your spouse?

There was actually a fox in the hen house

But friendship can be a tenuous thing

Who could have know about the fling

Sometimes we’re foolish, too trusting, too naïve

Oh what a tangled web they’d weave

But when all is said and done

it’s not about who’s lost or won

It’s about integrity and honesty at all cost

You have everything to gain and nothing lost.

The winner in this debacle it’s true

Is not your former half, my friend – it is you

When you decided this issue worth sharing

We cheered you up; no more despairing

This bash is to see you on your way

Tomorrow’s your future – a brand new day!

Live, love laugh!!!    

Des

Thanks for the poem Des, and the two recitations.