Best Man

Well versed
    rehearsed
    Best man
    began
    He joked
    provoked
    Each word
    was slurred
    Blah blah
    faux pas
    Defamed
    and shamed
    The bride
    soon cried
    Now crushed
    she blushed
    Red faced
    disgraced
    Without
    a doubt
    He put 
    his foot
    Inside
    his snide
    Wide scouth
    loud mouth
    Not quite 
    contrite
    Ashamed
    he blamed
    His botch
    on Scotch.

    3/ 21/ 2018.
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Callus Avatar
April 4, 2018 at 4:12 PM
This is an excellent string of Footles, George...very worthy of its high placement! Merited a first place.... Congratulations // paul
Roper Avatar
April 3, 2018 at 8:57 PM
Congratulations on your win, George, excellent footle. Hugs Eve ~`*
Allison Avatar
April 3, 2018 at 12:45 PM
Absolutely priceless humour George, personally I'd have given this a top spot its superb!!!:-) hugs Jan xx
Gauthier Avatar
April 3, 2018 at 9:36 AM
Funny footle, George. Congrats on your win.
Andresen Avatar
April 3, 2018 at 12:36 AM
- Congratulations on your 2nd place in the contest, George :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Shaw Avatar
March 30, 2018 at 4:20 AM
Now I remember, why I didn't have a best man. Very clever string of footles, not my favourite form, I must admit, but enjoyed reading yours, kindest regards, Kevin
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