Nancy Kaufman Poet Light Verse

A golly whopper's catch

There was a young woman who yearned for a mate.
Sadly cat food was all that she ate...
The cans with seafood she clearly favored and from
this diet she never wavered.
Many thought her an attractive gal, in spite of slight
whiskers and her woeful meow.
None dared go close as her breath was so foul..
Come night on a twinkling star she would wish.
At the break of each dawn she'd gargle and swish.
Regardless she always reeked heavily of fish.
She couldn't rid of this seafood scent which seeped
thru her pores and wouldn't relent, so she
moved outdoors and bathed at a brook.
One day she got snagged by a golly whopper hook.

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Jennifer Proxenos December 2, 2025 at 11:46 PM Hi Nancy, Imagine being so poor she could only eat cat food, fish food, i'm sure that would have killed her eventually but her fate was tototally unexpected. A GREAT IMAGINATION Nancy and a very enjoyable read as always, Hope you are keeping well. Hugs and love Jennifer.

Brandy Nicole August 23, 2025 at 4:06 PM Yuck ! I can't imagine eating cat food. It sounds like she got what she wished for, but not in the way she had hoped. Your thoughts bring a smile, Nancy. Many wonderful blessings to you, my dear friend. :) Hugs, Brandy

Charles Messina August 22, 2025 at 6:44 PM So, I guess that's where the catfish came from (lol) An enjoyable read, Nancy. :) Charlie

Sara Kendrick August 11, 2025 at 1:29 PM I like the creativity and humor in this one. Their grocery bill wouldn't be much and food easy to prepare which would give them more time together. Thanks for sharing this one with us. Sara K

Richard Lamoureux July 4, 2025 at 1:26 PM Delightful write.

David Crandall June 3, 2025 at 7:25 PM I enjoyed your cute story, poor thing got hooked by a golly whopper hook! Nancy Kaufman June 5, 2025 at 2:45 PM Hi David, Perhaps you are a fisherman? Glad you liked it and thanks for the visit.

Daniel Henry Rodgers June 3, 2025 at 1:06 PM Dear Nancy, you made me laugh out loud, what a delightful, quirky tale! I adore how you spin whimsy and longing into such vivid, fishy detail. The ending is pure, I never saw that golly whopper hook coming! Wonderful, playful spirit and sharp wit. Even the oddest stories can reel us in with charm and a big, bold heart. Spring Blessings, My Dear Nancy, Daniel Nancy Kaufman June 3, 2025 at 1:56 PM Hi Daniel, I'm glad you laughed a bit at this silly spun tale. Life is just way too serious and intense it seems lately. I am always honored to hear from you and Ms. Ink who are most so immensely talented. Blessings and stay light!

Ink Empress June 3, 2025 at 10:23 AM Dear Nancy So good to see you post after a long time. And its so nice to read your poem too! I love the cadence in this and how clever your poem is, made me smile and sad too for her fate. Very well written and delivered. As i read this i heard a beat too! Pleasure visiting you today. Sending you light always Nancy Kaufman June 3, 2025 at 1:53 PM Dear Ink Empress, I know it was playful and silly but I wanted to do some thing a little lighter and am so happy you enjoyed it. I'm not a fisherman but found the golly whopper cat fish rod on line and decided to do a little write. Blessings to you and hope all is well with you these days..