Words to Live By

Don't be afraid your life will end; be afraid it will never begin.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

A Short Poem

Twas the night before Too Broke, and all through the house
Everyone was there, even my spouse.
Coolers were packed with booze and beer
In the hopes that Too Broke would be epic this year.

The bikers were all tucked snugly in their beds
While visions of the open road danced in their heads
With Caveman in the garage finishing up the bikes
I was contemplating his new project trike.

When from the spare room arose such a clatter
I ran down the hall to see what was the matter.
I opened the door and looked to the bed
And saw BFG had kicked Platinum in the head!

So distressed and shocked and upset was Mary
She fell out of the bed, and that was scary!
I said Mary, Mary, why ya buggin?
She said nothing and started shruggin.
Hagrid and Mike came to see what had come about
Hagrid yelled, “Hey, Mary fell out!”

Then I closed the door and turned out the light
Happy Too Broke to all and to all a good night!