We sat and waited for our lunch,
with servers few, ‘twas more than hunch
we’d all have time to chew the fat,
amuse each other as we sat.
One handsome, four-score-seven guy
attracted Gail’s admiring eye;
Spoke Jane, “I’ll tell you, Jack is sweet,
a finer man you’ll seldom meet!”
“In fact, I thought to be his bride,
but finances our love proscribed –
on our joint income (I’ll be frank)
‘Depends’ for two just broke the bank!
Author notes
four-score-seven: 87 [years]
proscribed: prohibited, prevented
Depends: disposable diapers brand (adult)
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A contest entry
- Hilarious! by Faded Existence.
550 points, ended February 2, 11 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - (#214) Laughter is the best medicine by daviscth.
400 points, ended March 16, 32 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Congrats on Silver for this poem! You deserved it!
Silver is appropriate for this poem's subject, don'tcha think? -
LOL This is a wonderful poem with some really nice imagery in the lines. Congrats on the silver cup. I liked this a lot. Thanks for sharing.
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HAHA!! Senior hijinks!
Wonderfully penned, good Poet! 
Love the humor and smartness of this write. 
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A senior moment indeed! Delightful in rhyme and delivery. Perfect iambic tetrameter!
Best of luck in the contest!
KW~
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Great poem !!!!
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*shakes head, but can't stop giggling*
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Hee hee, love the title and everything after it! So cute, and the skillful rhyme adds to the humor.
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this is just plain cute! jy
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You bad.
Me like.
This is so funny! The rhythm and internal rhyme work so well in this poem.
Gold or silver?
It "depends".
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wow i really like it, the rhythm and it flows greatly! I LOVE IT!!
Hugs,
Tera
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