Where The Ras Is Myrtle ?

A retired Lebert shows how much he depends upon his wife.

Where The Ras Is Myrtle ?

 

Lebert sat on the brown expensive sofa

Watching the racing on the

large 40inch flat screen television.

 

He was wearing a brown checked shirt

Under his favourite cardigan

With light weight Farah slacks.

 

On his feet he wore

a pair of blue checked socks

with a pair of soft brown suede slippers

that looked like shoes.

 

He was in a good mood

aas he smoked a Senior Service cigarette

and took a sip of his favourite  Guinness

from the glass that was on the coffee table

in front of him.

 

He smiled to himself as he looked around the room

and then paid attention to all the photos of his chidren,

grandchildren and then the great grandchildren that were on the mantle piece.

 

He felt pride but it was then

his stomach started to rumble

but the only thing he could think about

was his stomach and ask himself only one question

Where the ras is Myrtle ?

Reviews

[Ian Chris]

This poem os dedicated to a hard working and loving relative who has been the backbone of her family years. Thank you Myrtle.
Ian Chris