~~Upon the banks of big piney slough,
I recall a picnic with old blue,
and my granddaughter at age two.
and many blood sucking critters too.
~For a very short while we did picnic,
then we would bait our hooks and pick ticks.
while the ants carried our food off in nit picks.
Gets no better than this, can’t beat it with sticks!
~Mosquitoes demanded their rightful share,
for of the blood of we humans they are an heir.
Some dudes have no flair for this type of affair,
after a day or two they would need repair.
~Moms who let babies grow up to be rednecks,
raise children who can fish and pick blood ticks,
and kill big water moccasins with little sticks,
while picking polk salet for supper on picnics.
~Having caught a big flathead cat or two,
I called granddaughter Sue and my dog blue,
for I remember quit clearly when Sue was new,
was the dog days of summer, ninety two!
For and in Honor of: Carol Brown
And Contest: Picnic
Categories:
salet, funnydog, dog, granddaughter,
Form: Monorhyme
a dovecote delicacy
in verjuice salet
candied rose and violet
wild flower curd tart
olde world food art
cider wine
Fine !
Categories:
salet, food, nature, places
Form: Epulaeryu
candied rose & violets
in verjuice salet
a dovecote delicacy
wild flower curd tart
olde worlde food art
cider to
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Categories:
salet, food
Form: Epulaeryu