Stuck In The Mud Poem by David Darbyshire
Stuck In The Mud
It ain't so bad, Bud
to be stuck in the Mud
So you do not have to swear! ,
your not going anywhere.
Two green rubber boots
stuck in, like tree roots
seems I've played my last hand,
sinking a bit, like in quick sand
Don't worry Bud, Dave will save the Day
I have a rope and a pulley, that will be the way
Thigh one end around your neck, throw the other over the branch
Then I'll tie it to my truck, and drive off towards the ranch
Dave, Dave are you sure this is the way?
Bud listen, we should get goin, better no delay!
So hold on tight Bud, quiet now, no more disputes
don't worry so much, you'll slide right out them boots! !
It's funny now I think on that day
Poor Bud, his boots are now clay
we did get him out in the end
And Bud is still my Best Friend
Dave...turn those rubber boots into planters for flowers! ! ! Hugs, Dee
I wasn't sure if you were going to get 'Bud' out - or break his neck, but I enjoyed the read! Funny!
I hope you didn't leave Bud 'hanging' around too long! I will take my wellies when I go camping but if they get stuck in the mud I'll.....er......um.....call the Fire Brigade. Love, Fran the Fan xx
hi dave...so thats where you where! ...helping Bud out of the mud! ! ! ...i too got stuck in mangroove mud...and my friend dominic got me out...that was in Goa...still fresh as the mud in my memory...thanks for the poem...welcome back...love...nalini
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4/23/2024 6:07:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
tie one end round his neck and the other over a tree? my my you'd never make a recovery mechanic, Dave