poem on me #1
whee! whee! this issue’s on me! with
words by corrine pix by ginny lee
I yet haven’t seen them as I pen these
words but here is a story they neither
have heard ok let’s abandon rhyme
when I was a kid a newborn calf had
a broken leg (her confused mama
likely laid on her) my dad called our
usual vet doc davis said shoot the
son of a bitch my dad phoned a vet in
janesville doc knilans gave directions
dad splinted the leg the calf got well
though always walked with a little
limp doc knilans became our regular
vet once someone asked how come we
never see doc davis anymore? my dad
replied “I shot the son of a bitch!”
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