Ernie Nyvall
02-25-2006, 8:20 PM
From time to time I have made up little goofy poems for birthdays and other events... I guess it's the lacquer. Anyway, several in-laws asked me to make up one for their reunion and put a tune to it and then sing :eek: it. They have their own country and western band in the family that plays every year, so I had to make up one with a country tune. I did it and they asked for another and then another. Being out of ideas about the reunion itself, I decided on something for my brother and I to do since we married two sisters from that family. The poem/song, or whatever it is, is two brothers who each can't keep his foot out of his mouth. We both do the first part, then my brother, and then me...brother...me and so on till the last, and it's both again.
The question is, will I get beer thrown at me. Here it is.
Bare with me... I don't know a thing about proper poem or song writing.
We have the same mother
we have the same paw.
Yet we're not just brothers
but brothers-in-law.
We married two sisters
from a good family.
They are two beauties
as you can see.
And my wife is frugal
yea she does real good.
Cooks food in the chevy
under the hood.
But tryin to teach her
has been a real dual.
Cause she has a streak
like an ole stubborn mule.
Well my wife is so smart
cause she picks my brain.
Asks so many questions
it drives me insane.
But she has done better
with all that she's learnt.
Two meals in a row
not a one thang was burnt.
Well I married first
the youngest of the two.
Was tricked in to sayin
I do I do.
But one thang I'll tell ya
I got the best catch.
Whatever I want
I just say go fetch.
Well I am incensed
by this that you say.
For my wife's the youngest.
Though premature gray.
And you are a liar
that caint be out done.
For I got
the subservient one.
Oh please quit your whining
your causing me strife.
You sound a lot like
my sweet little ole wife.
But if she were to hear you
say such a thang.
She'd peel back those lips
and show you her fang.
Yea I know she flosses
with double aught threads.
But three words from my wife
could rip you to shreds.
But we know without them
life might be worse.
Here they come now
do that first verse.
We have the same mother.....
The question is, will I get beer thrown at me. Here it is.
Bare with me... I don't know a thing about proper poem or song writing.
We have the same mother
we have the same paw.
Yet we're not just brothers
but brothers-in-law.
We married two sisters
from a good family.
They are two beauties
as you can see.
And my wife is frugal
yea she does real good.
Cooks food in the chevy
under the hood.
But tryin to teach her
has been a real dual.
Cause she has a streak
like an ole stubborn mule.
Well my wife is so smart
cause she picks my brain.
Asks so many questions
it drives me insane.
But she has done better
with all that she's learnt.
Two meals in a row
not a one thang was burnt.
Well I married first
the youngest of the two.
Was tricked in to sayin
I do I do.
But one thang I'll tell ya
I got the best catch.
Whatever I want
I just say go fetch.
Well I am incensed
by this that you say.
For my wife's the youngest.
Though premature gray.
And you are a liar
that caint be out done.
For I got
the subservient one.
Oh please quit your whining
your causing me strife.
You sound a lot like
my sweet little ole wife.
But if she were to hear you
say such a thang.
She'd peel back those lips
and show you her fang.
Yea I know she flosses
with double aught threads.
But three words from my wife
could rip you to shreds.
But we know without them
life might be worse.
Here they come now
do that first verse.
We have the same mother.....