Meal That Will Appeal
Meal That Will Appeal
Gene is a great champ
Top of roof kayak would clamp
We had carried it.
On road we had gone
Everything was safely on
When we went down road.
Had my mixed feelings
About us both hotter than hell
All still worked out swell.
We wore lifejackets
To try and protect ourselves
Knowing where to go.
Came home safe and sound
With clams that all did abound
Brought them home with us.
Gene made a wild meal
Out of clams that did appeal
Ate every last one.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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