THE OLD DUCKS THAT FLY AND FLEW

The old ducks they fly, and the old ducks they flew,

My old folks went south, for fresh cornbread and stew,

They summer in the north,

May 1st thru July Fourth,

When the crackers stop, they're off into the blue.🛩

I'm Staying At The "Jailhouse Hotel" On Memorial Day Weekend

I drove up north really fast,

So my time at my vacay would last,

I rolled the car while speeding,

My bod starting bleeding,

Now, I'm sitting in jail with a cast.

I BREAK FOR BROTHER BOOM

On the last day of February, I break,

From work, a personal day I will take,

I lite a firecracker for a boom,

Toss it near my brother's bedroom,

Sometimes he's mad, and gives my body ache.

TO BUY OR RENT MY CAMPING GEAR

I did not know if I should rent,

My camping gear, my boat, my tent,

Finally, everything I bought,

Even my fish was not caught,

I love fish with that store bought clean scent.  

TILT CAMPING, HURRAY

"Tilt Camping", is camping on the steep side of a hill,

The tilt in that world gives us vet campers a thrill,

There is common wash outs from rain,

And rolling downhill logs causing pain,

There are many ways nature hunts for a kill.

THE STORM

I decided to go scuba,

Down in Aruba

But a hurricane was averted,

When the aircraft diverted,

That's why I scuba in Cuba.

I RENTED A COTTAGE

At 5'8" I hit my head on the stoop,

Then, I just started to recoup,

At a weight of pounds 144,

I fell through the bad floor,

And, went swimming in a basement full of poop.