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Another Smokey Tale. He was such a smart cat and would attempt anything I asked of him. This night with my sister's boyfriend, he ran straight up the boy's back and jumped off his head. Scared that boy out of a year's growth and embarrassed my sister to death. Needless to say since there was eight years difference in our ages she was not fond of me. She kept saying she couldn't wait for me to get old enough to date so she could get even.

I Remember Smokey

Once when I was just a kid,
My sister eight years older,
My sister's boyfriend came to call,
While we were playing soldier.

Stationed in the jungle we,
Cut off from our troop,
Surrounded by the enemy,
We must escape, regroup.

To do this we must make a stand,
Take out that one lone guard.
A local girl distracted him,
So we could hit him, hard.

My sister led him to the porch,
To kiss her friend goodnight.
Not suspecting they were watched,
Or what we planned that night.

They stood before the porch steps,
In young love's sweet embrace.
I'm sure the neighbor's heard his scream.
You should have seen his face.

The timing perfect as we leaped,
I yelled to him, ATTACK!!
And Smokey did as he was told,
He ran straight up his back.

The young boy screamed, jumped off the porch,
And made tracks for his car.
My sister cried to Mama,
"He'll probably have a scar!"

The young boy swore that he was bit.
Felt teeth in his behind.
I grinned and said, "But not the cat.
The teeth he felt were mine."

Mama laughed so hard at that,
That we did not get punished.
My sister went into her room,
Her reputation tarnished.

She felt no boy would date her now,
She had a rabid sister,
Who hung out with a feral cat,
No one could resist her.

So cute and sweet, she had it all,
You'd think she had it made;
But with me no one would call,
She'd die as an old maid.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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March 28, 2021 at 1:33 AM
A really fun write - my husband was responsible for his brother and dressed him, made his breakfast packed his lunch, put him on the back of his bicycle and took him to school he finally said mom for High school I want to be a boarder! Love your smokey tale, very sharp cat! Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
Ball Avatar
March 28, 2021 at 1:25 PM
Thanks bunches Jennifer. Love the tale about your husband and his brother. You should write a poem about it. God Bless, JB
Buhagiar Avatar
March 27, 2021 at 9:24 AM
Oh that gave me a huge laugh. Hoppe all will be forgiven. :)
Ball Avatar
March 27, 2021 at 9:42 PM
God Bless, Thanks bunches Victor. God Bless, JB
Mcconnell Avatar
March 27, 2021 at 1:48 AM
Great pen Judy, with nice rhyme and flow throughout. You told this tale really well and be watching out for Smokey! Blessings, Gordon
Ball Avatar
March 27, 2021 at 9:14 AM
I really loved that cat Gordon and still do to this day. He went to Kitty Heaven when we were both 18 yrs. old. There was only 6mos. difference in our ages and we grew up together. Thanks bunches Gordon. God Bless, JB
Summers Avatar
March 26, 2021 at 8:31 PM
Great story Judy and well written. I loved every line. John
Ball Avatar
March 27, 2021 at 9:15 AM
Thanks so much John. God Bless, JB
Hankins Avatar
March 26, 2021 at 8:27 PM
Such a sweet, sweet story of the trials older siblings go through. Judy, this is just precious, well-written, funny, and flows. Tells a story, with background even. I loved it. Listing it as a FAVE.
Ball Avatar
March 27, 2021 at 9:18 AM
Thanks so much Milton. You honor me. God Bless, JB
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