Submit a Poem
Get Your Premium Membership
spacer
Pinterest button
Comments Inbox

 

Jimmy Hoffa Is Buried There

Jimmy Hoffa Is Buried There

By Elton Camp

For decades, Joe had been in one prison or another
When one day he received a letter from his brother

“Joe, I wish I could dig up the old garden space
I’m now living on a pension & it’s poverty I face”

“If I could produce a crop, it’d held me get by.
But my back’s so bad that to dig I can’t try.”

Joe wrote back, knowing his letter would be read
“Don’t dig there.  It’s where I put Hoffa when dead.”

The next week, authorities with shovels came in
And when Joe heard about it, he began to grin

About what happened, he never once ranted
“Brother, it’s ready for the garden to be planted.”


Please Login to post a comment



A comment has not been posted for this poem. Be the first to comment.