THE SMILE POEMS #45 - DING DONG DUNG

I have a portfolio of features, reviews, poetry and short fiction published in all sorts of places - Belfast Telegraph, Tribune, Ireland's Own, Dalhousie Review, Fairlight Books, Reader's Digest, Reality, Lapwing Poetry, Ink, Sweat & Tears, Spillwords, Dear Reader, Amethyst Review, Black Bough, to name a selection.  Oh, and the odd BBC radio contribution. I wrote books on retailing, on dealing with job losses and a biography of film star Stephen Boyd.

This is a series of (hopefully) funny poems from hundreds I've written over the years (inspired by the likes of Spike Milligan and Roger McGough) to provoke a smile in these odd times.

My own original Text ©2020 Joe Cushnan (But you can RT!) 

DING DONG DUNG

 

This farmer’s daughter was swayed and wooed

And said yes to a proposal of marriage.

Came the day of the wedding

And off she was whisked in a carriage.

 

As the groom was waiting at the altar rail, 

There came a whiff from the door, 

As the bride approached, the smell got stronger,

An aroma you couldn’t ignore.

 

Said the groom to the bride: “Is that manure on your head?”,

Just as the bells were rung,

“Why yes,” said the farmer’s daughter,

 “I’ve just had my hair dung.”