Just A Titbit Poem by Lone Dog

(*based on a true personal experience)


What I'm going to say really happened one day,
You can be assured of that!
I would not lie and will verify
With a scar and a personal chat.

By canoe, one day, we were paddling our way
Down the Rideau on a three day trip.
The torrid heat had us both so beat
That it threatened our comradeship.

A little dip after a hard day's trip
Would restore some civility,
So my friend and I just couldn't pass by
A beach that was on our lee.

We stripped to the bare, without underwear,
For there was no one else in sight.
With bulging bellies that sagged like jelly,
We were both a pitiful sight.

Being physical wrecks, we submerged to the neck
To hide our embarrassment.
The water felt great and I can honestly state
It calmed our temperaments.

Then, I felt a chest pain and my friend I blamed,
For I thought he had thrown a rock.
But, not hearing a splash, I stood abashed,
Then, my eyes opened wide in shock!

I stared aghast at a small rock bass
Just a few feet in front of me.
He was staring at my chest with an eye on my breast,
And staring kind of hungrily.

There wasn't a ripple so I could see my left nipple.
It was bleeding like hell from a bite!
He thought it was a worm and it made me squirm
Lest he now try to bite the right.

Then, a thought occurred that suddenly spurred
Me out of the lake like a shot.
I was in the nude and that bass was so rude
He might bite a more sensitive spot!