A guy name “Rude” on the Lake Martin forum Thought he could win acclaim by writing a poem His alias alone should win him some clout But with words of wit he let out a shout
He responded well to the Christmas-time rhyme But only got honorable mention that time To himself he made a solemn vow A Bigfoot award, some day, somehow
Then soon after a feisty Mexican lunch He offered some lyrics about the whole darn bunch There was Heather, Steve, Greg and the Larry’s three Martinis were flowing, chips and salsa were free
No doubt the drinks helped Rude tell the whole story Everyone could tell he was seeking the glory As the excitement of those words lost their flair He wrote a short ditty about small engine repair
He claimed that the Cat could offer a thrill When you are ready to give your garden a till Who knows what the rude poet will think of next Or what Bigfoot fuss will be made of his text
One thing for sure that the “Rude” should know He must bring his best for this rhythm show An awakening awaits for the poet named Rude He has a long way to go before he is the dude!
Think Rude has met his match. This ought to be quit interesting to say the less. I am sitting on the sidelines and waiting for the fireworks to begin - LOL.
Oh my goodness...this is more than my po little mind can absorb...what are we looking at here??? LAKNGULF takes it up a notch...but don't sell Rude short...what we have here is a __________....somebody supply the word...it's not coming to me....