Languishing In Jail Poem by Kim Barney
Languishing In Jail
I don't know why I'm sitting here in jail;
it seems I get in trouble without fail.
This morning I was getting on a plane,
about to see my aunt up there in Maine.
A friend of mine was sitting in the back,
and all I did was up and yell: 'Hi, Jack! '
hahahahahahahah---you are a rascal, Kim, and I can imagine you really doing that! ! ! ! well, I'd come and bail you out cuz I got a soft spot for rascals---faved this
Thanks, Susan. I actually have a neighbor named Jack, and one day I told him I had written a poem about him. He didn't believe me, so I showed him the book!
I once hollered jack in a drinking establishment, woke up two days later owing the bar-keep a 250 tab... a fella has to be cautious using the word jack to be sure...
Well, it may not have been as GRAND as some commenters profess, but it was good enough for ME! five stars, including 1 star for your long wait. ;)
What would you, Kim, do with yourself if you did NOT have PH to wrangle with? 56 years of marriage for you? ! ! I saw your comment on HANK'S 'Funny Fact' poem today. Congratulations.
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 11:21:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
At last! - and jail you would go, but at least yr aunt could visit you....