Bubba Skeeley III: The Honeymoon

Bubba Skeeley III: The Honeymoon

A Poem by Steven Bowman

After they got married together,

Mr. and Mrs. Skeeley going out.

They try Fiji, but due to weather,  

It’s raining, the sun doesn’t sprout.

 

Fiji out, they try somewhere else,

Going to Florida for the sunshine.

It’s all sunny out, they could melt.  

So they went out, got some wine.

 

There they got so drunk and wild,

Just passing out all over the floor.

Saying f**k this night passed out,

Their mouth isn’t like this before.

 

All jokes aside, they had lots of fun,

They left the state all happily loved.

Misery overcame and they’re done,

The Skeeleys we never are behaved.

© 2018 Steven Bowman


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Added on June 15, 2018
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