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Tige

(Circa 1910) Grandpa had a bulldog whose name was Tige. They were close – as close as honey and bees. If Grandpa felt a cold comin’ on – Well Ol’ Tige was the one who would sneeze Grandpa was noted for his wealth and generosity. His love for me was demonstrated when he paid my college fees. The love he held for Tige was almost the same for me. And ol’ Tige was always with Grandpa wherever he might be. College life was different then, separation was the norm. And years at Alma Mater meant years far from the farm. Students have it difficult and allowances soon shrink So, short of money there, I soon began to think. Grandpa, bless his giving heart, quickly came to mind That bulldog owned his generous heart – if somehow I could find Some way to convince my grandpa to increase the money sent -- I came upon a devious plan – and this is how it went. I wrote and told my grandpa, “There’s things you ought to know. The things they’re doin’ here at school will set your heart aglow.” “They’re takin’ all these sorts of dogs – it came as quite a shock Grandpa, you won’t believe me, they’re teachin’ dogs to talk.” Now grandpa loved ol’ Tige so much it didn’t take him long To ask how much would it take to send ol’ Tige along? Well, when I gave a figure, Grandpa was satisfied If this crazy scheme was figured out, there’s no place I could hide. I kept feeding grandpa all sorts of good reports How Tige was a star pupil and mascot of all sports Two years passed and soon there came the time to take Tige home Grandpa was so excited -- Tige was never more to roam. Grandpa came runnin’ when I stepped down off the train. His eager eyes were searching for what he’d never see again. “Where’s ol’ Tige?” he asked, as we began to walk. “He’s not comin’.” I replied, “C’mon we need to talk.” This morning I was shaving in the bathroom by the sink And Tige was justa talkin’ when he looked at me and winked. “Ya know’ he said, “I’ll be so glad to be back home at last.” There are some things I’ve thought about that went on in the past.” “I was standin’ at the mirror with my razor in my hand Ol’ Tige was talkin’ ‘bout some things he couldn’t understand. I could not believe the lies he told – things he’d seen first hand Like the times he saw you wrestlin’ with that female hired hand.” His words just lit a fire with the pictures that he painted I almost couldn’t help myself – Grandpa, I nearly fainted. It seems that I lost it some and when I finally woke, I’d grabbed him by the backa his neck and cut his lyin’ throat. I know grandpa was shaken, I saw it in his eyes. A look of consternation he could not disguise He seemed to be relieved, as he looked at me and said, “Now, Son, I really need to know, are you sure ol’ Tige is dead?” Years have hidden the truth of this deception that I wrought. I’m the one who wove deceptive tales that everybody bought. But when the truth is told at last and no more lies are found You’ll gladly find an ending that surely will astound. Grandpa? -- He now lives with Jesus, and me? -- I’m headed there. Tige? – I know he’s still around though I shouldn’t tell you where. We made a pact some years ago when things went awfully bad. For years he’s been the best darn mascot my school ever had.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/12/2015 1:31:00 AM
John, Congratulations on having your poem featured this week. SKAT love
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John Posey
Date: 6/12/2015 11:57:00 AM
Thanks, Sweetie. I've been the victim of tribulation lately and your comment and visit comforts me..... Love Ya..... Jake
Date: 6/11/2015 9:13:00 AM
Hi John.. Wow, such a fabulous write.. Congrats on being a featured Soup Poet the week! I look forward to reading more...
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Date: 6/11/2015 9:26:00 PM
Thanks, LM. I've been quite busy lately and missed this one..... Jake
Date: 10/1/2014 11:03:00 AM
Wow! That was quite a TAIL! ;) This TALE had me smiling. But, content aside...the rhyming and style with which you wrote was absolutely astounding. Great write...great win.
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Date: 10/1/2014 4:40:00 AM
A brilliant story well told, John. congrats
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Date: 10/1/2014 12:35:00 AM
Congratulations and I'm glad the dog was ok!!! Please visit the blog. Love and prayers to you and thank you for entering this one. Love, Gina
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Date: 9/30/2014 7:58:00 PM
Great story, grats on ur win!
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John Posey
Date: 9/30/2014 9:21:00 PM
Thanks, friend... This one is special to me... Love Ya.... Jake
Date: 9/30/2014 3:31:00 PM
aww am disappointed to read its from a joke - great story telling here many congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xxx
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Date: 9/30/2014 9:17:00 PM
Thank you, sweetheart. This was really fun to write... megahugs to ya.... Jake
Date: 2/3/2013 3:04:00 PM
This is brilliant,,,, but is any of it true ? going to favorites ;}
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John Posey
Date: 2/4/2013 1:12:00 AM
Debbie, this yarn is based on my oldest brother's favorite joke. He would string it out for as long as he could, milking every phrase and laughing as he told it. I added the humane ending. I didn't feel it was right to leave ol' Tige so cruelly dispatched. I'm glad you liked it..... Love Ya.......Jake
Date: 12/15/2012 8:57:00 AM
WOW! What a story/poem you have here. It's Awesome. Thanks for sharing. I still want to find out more about Miss Kitty. Lucilla
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John Posey
Date: 12/15/2012 12:10:00 PM
Thanks, this was inspired by my older brother's favorite joke. Miss Kitty will show up later, I'm sure.. There'something brewing about Tige's grandson, Buster and Miss Kitty... stay tuned..... Jake