The Badder Jocky Poem by Christopher Ryan

Just chillin’ with our stylish loves,
Us Guys and Jimbos with our maids;
The missies in their overthrows
Did their mamas’ wraths evade.

“Beware the Badder Jock, my son!
The raw delight, the flawless match!
This man your Love-love bird has won
And from your hand he’ll snatch! ”

I took my maple board in hand:
Long time the man’s home door I sought—
So waited I for this Dumb-Dumb guy
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in huffish thought I stood,
The Badder Jock, with eyes of shame,
Came sniffling through like a turkey turd
And blubbered as he came!

One two! One two! And through and through
My war-pole gave a sickly crack!
His gashes bled upon his head
And he fell slumping back.

“Why didst thou brain the Badder Jock?
I broke from his arms, you brainless slob!
O saddest day! Boo-hoo! Boo-hay! ”
She quarreled through her sobs.

Just chillin’ with our stylish loves,
Us Guys and Jimbos with our maids;
The missies in their overthrows
Did their mamas’ wraths evade.