Donal Mahoney


Six-Pack Uncle Jack - Poem by Donal Mahoney

Sing a song of six-packs
and quickly tell me where
Uncle Jack has gone

drunk but debonair.
He can’t remember where
he left his Philomena

tall and fetching fair.
He wants to find her.
She’s the one

he wants to marry
but he's lost her number
and is now afraid

he may never dance
with her again unless
perhaps in paradise where

she’s waiting, he has heard,
lighting up the brightest star
far from hades where

Jack has a reservation.
He’ll cancel that to dance
with her among the clouds

but this will halt all revelry
for Uncle Jack on earth.
Not even one more six-pack.

Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 31, 2015



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