*a recent visit to the mountains to visit my 22 year old sweetest daughter and Liz's new learned word, inspired this silly poem :)

And The Band Played On

Masticated tobacco spit

missed the metal spitoon

And hissed in a pig's bbq pit.

With Whiskyfied banjo strums,

the ole jug band played on

their mountain bluegrass tune.

The fiddler's on fire playing

to the dancers, moonshine lit,

swerving on the light of the moon.

Poetry by melanie sue
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Written on 2009-06-20 at 15:27

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Chris Fernie
Dear Melanie,

As Cliff Richard, sorry, Sir Cliff Richard might have sang:

'Mastication and celebration...'

Let's all celebrate this family gathering!

Cheers, Chris

liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
Hee Hee

I like this witty write

Glad my new word
could inspire you

masticatation = means chewing
my b/f taught me that as
he was doing it very loudly in public lol