The Skip

Poems > The Skip

by David Harris

The skip said “you’re heavy”

I knew that already

Too many pizzas and burgers.

The skip said “you’re short”

But the heels that I bought

Are definitely banned from the green.

The skip said “you’re tight”

On that one he’s right

I’m too skint to buy him a drink.

The skip said “more green”

That remains to be seen

Club colours are yellow and blue.

The skip said “jack high”

I thought, with a sigh

Why not the king or the ace?

But the skips always right,

He told me last night

Last week, last month and last year.

Any budding poets are invited to add additional verses, in the same format.

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The skip said "A yard"

Now I'm not a bard

But at least I found something that rhymed.

The skip said "You're shot"

I liked that a lot

Even though I was three yards away!

The skip said "More grass"

On that one I'll pass

There's a drug test at quarter past three

The skip said "Four down"

I felt like a clown

But if Skip takes the jack back we're laughing

Skip asked "How's your memory?"

Well, I remember Dick Emery

But not how I bowled to the jack