February 2, 2014

"My Friend Claude"

A change of pace from a joke heard this summer - c/ork

“My Friend Claude”

cji
2/3/14

It was a hunting day today
and my friend Claude gone
we needed Claude’s dawg
but nowhere to be found
high and low we searched
the county wide and near
yet no Claude and no dawg;

Breaking protocol we called
and Betsy-Sue answered
in her ever southern voice
she told us Claude’s sick
so sick he’s in the hospital
visitors are limited she said
so in the pickup off we went;

Bandaged from head to toe
Claude didn’t look very sick
but with tubes all about him
we were only seeking his dawg
Claude only shake’d his head
saying he just ‘didn’t know’
but Betsy-Sue might tell us;

Thus back to Claude’s home
facing all of 5’2’ Betsy-Sue
she said to look in the trunk
and sure enough there he was
cold and frightened shaking
we took him out and he ran
hiding someplace far away;

We looked at Betsy-Sue
and what we heard was sad
Claude asked who loved him
and of course Betsy-Sue
replied her of course fool
but Claude wanted a test
and put her in the trunk;

About ten seconds later
he took her out and then
madder than a wet hen
put dawg in the trunk too
another ten seconds out
happy jumping and wagging;

Claude then indicated dawg
loved him more than she
for she was mad – he happy
then Claude got very sick
all 6’4” beaten head to toe
and dawg went in the trunk
Claude to the hospital;

Betsy-Sue indicated a change
and Claude better learn well
dawg may wag and jump
but she who loves him best
took time for an adjustment
to Claude’s thinking of love
never again to question such;

Hunting’s not the same anymore
Claude having to get permission
dawg hiding who knows where
some days it is said in whispers
Claude washing dishes and such
never again strutting all about
and Betsy-Sue just smile a lot!


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