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The Pest

by David Pekrul
copyright 04-11-2005

Age Rating: 10 +

She’s such a pest and drives me crazy,
My head's in a fog and a little bit hazy,
I try to put her out of my mind,
But it seems very cruel and so unkind.

She entered my life in Sixty Eight,
At our very first meeting she wanted to date,
I thought it no harm, as I offered a smile,
I gave her an inch, but she wanted a mile.

The date wasn’t bad, but she wanted another,
I started to panic and ran to my mother.
She said, “Listen, Son, you're out on your own,
Go back to the girl and leave me alone.”

In great desperation, I fled to my Dad,
When I started to whimper, he really got mad.
“You’ve got to grow up, Son, and be a brave man,
Accept what has happened and smile if you can”.

So I worked up my courage; I knew what was best,
I booked me a chapel and married the pest.
And now we are blessed with pests of our own,
Who call me their Dad and won’t leave me alone.

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        04-12-2005     Anthony Lane Stahlhut        

Children and wives can be pests, but let them say, "I love you" just once and all is forgiven. You are a lucky man. So many don't know this feeling and what a great feeling it is. Another good write, Anthony

        04-11-2005     David Pekrul        

Dear Readers,
Please don't take this seriously. I really do love my wife. But the other night she was being a real tease when I was trying to write. I told her she was being a real pest, and if she didn't smarten up I would write a poem about her. Well, this is the answer to my threat (done in jest and in love). My wife is really the greatest.

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