My best friend Bubba

My best friend Bubba:

He may be my very best friend,

but his mind is so darn weak.

If he ever gets any dumber,

I’d have to water him twice a week.

He had a fetish of biting his nails,

a habit he could not lose.

But his mother finally stopped him,

she made him put on shoes.

A teacher told him once in class,

pay attention Bubba dear.

Somewhere a village needs an idiot,

why are you still setting here.

Bubba can’t find a girlfriend,

and its killing him I think.

He’s been so depressed lately,

I’m loosening him to drink.

There’s lots of stories about Bubba,

but this one I thought was neat.

There was an earthquake near the bar,

and he was thrown up to his feet.

He came home the other morning,

he’d been all night in the bar.

Knocked the garage door off its hinges,

and he wasn’t even in a car.

He’s about as sharp as a marble,

and that’s the way its always been.

So I’ll stand beside and help him,

because Bubba is my friend.

P.N.

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

Reviews

[Pumpkinspice]

This gave me a chuckle. It is very creative and wonderfully rhymed and penned.

[Daytonight]

I think my favorite part is where he "knocked the garage door off its hinges, and he wasn't even in a car." Well done! Keep on penning.