James Tate Poet Rhyme

Hit Me With Your Best Shot

Hit me with your best shot,
Said the despicable thug.
Although smaller in size,
I knew I must chug-a-lug!

Ignore him was not an option,
Too much was at stake.
My girlfriend I must defend—
Anything for her sake!

I would fight for her honor.
Insults I would not allow.
The perpetrator grinned,
And mockingly took a bow.

Straightaway I hit him
With a surprising punch,
His eyes showed shock
As he felt his big nose crunch.

The fight was quickly finished.
I was indeed elated.
My girlfriend smiled at me,
Saved from a cause ill-fated. 

When giving your best shot
While facing a peril,
If you give a bloody nose,
Don’t wear your best apparel.

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Robert Lindley July 27, 2015 at 10:41 PM Enjoyed reading this poem. A big smile jumped on my face and old memories flooded forth. A7.

Andrea Dietrich June 30, 2015 at 9:59 PM I really like this. I hope you will visit me often because when I get a comment , I always return it, and YOU are someone I hope to read a lot more of!!! Don't know if you have been here long, but it's nice meeting you! James Tate July 1, 2015 at 6:08 AM Thx Andrea. I've been back for a short time after having been busy writing a book. Glad you like the poem.