Have a Happy Hillbilly Wedding

Let me start off with an introduction to get you in the mood to read this poem. Sorry, I did say something that is wrong to a couple of my readers. I usually don't make comments regarding any of my poems. This one is one of my best and greatest poems I ever have written prior to this one. It definitely has potential for being poem of the day but that is up to you all of my devote fans and readers. Here goes. The title of it can be considered as either Have A Happy Hillbilly Wedding or Married Her Mother Instead. It was either me she did deplore So she stopped loving me anymore Or I finally came to all my senses After suffering from the consequences. Were both of us meant for each other? Or should I be like her big brother Final result was that I will pass Because he sure is a perfect ass. Her younger brother was much the same Maybe I will give him the total blame For how bad she turned out to be Like a bird wanting to set me free. But her father hard to figure he was Doing what every other father does Worrying and becoming a big wreck Can tell when you see each hen peck. Decided to let nature take her course Waited until her parents got a divorce After down path many times being led Ended up marrying her mother instead. Was that funny, or wasn't it. Will let you decide. James Thomas Horn Retired Veteran and Poet