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KB7LYM > POETRY 15.12.04 19:27l 50 Lines 1378 Bytes #999 (0) @ WW
BID : 48570_VE7KIT
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Subj: OLD JOE CROOKED EYE.
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Sent: 041215/0114Z @:VE7KIT.#VANC.BC.CAN.NA #:48570 [Whonnock, BC] $:48570_VE7K
From: KB7LYM@VE7KIT.#VANC.BC.CAN.NA
To : POETRY@WW
OLD JOE CROOKED EYE
In a Logging Camp far in the Northwest
Lived Old Joe crookey eye,one of the best
Old Joe like Logging and Fishing
Was never married, so he did not know
what he was missing.
Then one day it was late in September
A huge woman entered the camp called Amber
She was the Campcook and she was a day late
Not the Companies fault but due to her weight.
She spoke like a logger and when mad
stood her ground
All the guys lover her, all 600 pound.
Then it happened, Old Joe walked in with his
fishing poles and reels
One look from his crooked eye and he fell in
love, head over heels.
Now they walk in the Woods and close together.
His fishingpoles trashed, it did not matter.
And the other gave advice,did not want Old joe hurt
But Joe said, I trade it all for a Polkadot skirt.
And so it was early in Spring
That Old Joe slipped on her finger a Huge Weddingring
As time went by Old Joe was happy in his life
Married to Amber, now his fat wife.
Twenty years passed and now Old Joe knows what was missing
Praying day and night that he was back at the lake fishing
But his wife told him to clean and dust, but Joe did not get mad
Seeing him now in an Apron and Duster, Yes Folks that is sad !
*** Tell me where Old Joe Crooked Eye landed. Thanks ! *****
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