A Fish Fry
A FISH FRY
David Alan Garrick
1993
Alarms will ring while in the dark
That dog you hear is your own bark
A minute more would be so sweet
But thoughts lead to that porcelain seat
The clothes you found still on the floor
They’ve been there seems a year or more
That sleepy woman you just awoke
Is laughing cause your always broke
The car is packed, the boat is hitched
Your battery’s dead, now ain’t that rich
You call your buddy for a jump
And he’s still rolled up in a lump
Breakfast is waiting at the diner
Here comes daybreak, make it minor
The traffic has not started yet
This officer you’ve never met
The water looks so mighty fine
But you’re the fifth one back in line
Rumor says the fish are bitin’
Hope they cannot see the lightnin’
Chancin it just might pay off
The sun may shine and scare them off
You reach that spot you like so well
And find the bait’s at home; oh hell
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