The Redneck's Outdoor Kitchen
The Redneck’s Outdoor Kitchen
By Elton Camp
Ole Bubba wuz lookin’ at a home magazine
When one of them outdoor kitchens he seen
Now, he didn’t think that it had to be so hard
To make it where he could cook in the yard
Bubba made a late-night visit to a parking lot
From a grocery store, a shopping cart he got
Grinning, he nearly couldn’t believe his luck
And tossed it into the back of his pickup truck
He raced home before the sheriff could see
“Hit’s amzing’ whut you ken git fer free!”
A pile of firewood he placed below it
It was ready before you could know it
The next morning, Bubba could boast
About how he cooked his eggs and toast
“Them rich folks ain’t got nothin’ on me.
I’ve got my own outdoor kitchen, you see.”
Copyright © Elton Camp | Year Posted 2013
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