A Friday Poem

Friday’s Poem

If I had said this story any other way,
No one would believe what I say.
I walked to the bar,
Which wasn’t very far.
Above was a bird,
Who adorned me with a turd.
And while it was absurd,
I wasn’t upset.
Because I had met,
Several friends who were at the pub,
Who were there for some grub.
And while waving hi,
I proclaimed my, my!
As I received a hug,
An entire beer jug,
Had spilt on my dress,
And as you can guess,
It was a bit of a mess,
But there wasn’t a tear,
Because this life is so dear.

– A. Petty