Shotgun Wedding Poems - Poems about Shotgun Wedding

Shagged in the back of a shotgun shack at night by moonlight peeping past curtains of burlap sack such a sore sight surrounded by fields of green willing as she'd been tho' torn she surely wasn't about to be seen with a child out of wedlock born so with a bun in the oven she had her Dad invite he who did the dirty deed and plant...

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we’re ready are you wonder if it’s mine at all do you take ~ i guess...

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Miss Wild With child Not wed To Ted Dad mad You cad! Loads gun Says, son Wed her You cur If not Buckshot Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired...

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At a wedding in Kansas, right next to the cake Was a smaller one meant for the groom. Very often such cakes sport his favorite teams Or some hobby of his, we’d assume. Well in this case, the topping was quite a surprise For it boasted a real-looking gun Sitting right on the frosting, as if to announce, “This is my special...

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Pa held shotgun to his head "Marry her son or you're dead" "It wasn't me" the lad pled "Yes it was" she said Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired © All Rights Reserved Placed No. 2 in John Freeman's " Love or Humor"...

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(This is a fictional poem) I stand here with a shotgun pointed at my head. If I don't marry this man's daughter, I'm as good as dead. His daughter is pregnant and somehow he thinks I'm the dad. I've tried to tell him that I'm not but he won't listen because he's so mad. He's just itching to pull the...

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