Charlie’s ideal outdoor temperature is about 50 to 75 degrees. More than that, he starts to droop. In heatwave like we’ve been having, he’s like a plant I forgot to water. And frankly, he can get a little cranky. Here’s the cheery poem he wrote the other day. Enjoy!
Lucky Me
Turkey in the road
Last night
Swerved to miss him
Didn’t quite
Then this morning,
Saddened me:
I ripped right through
My favorite T
Bananas, we got
Two around
And both of them
Are squishy brown
I thought I fixed
Our kitchen faucet
It still leaks
I should toss it
Out of gas
It’s always so
With just one section
Left to mow
My go-to store,
I ain’t fibbin’,
Had no Slim-Jims
Or Pabst Blue Ribbon
Lucky me
I’m 0 for 7
I bet there’ll be
Mosquitos in heaven
That’s it for now. Catch you on the flip side!
Hear Ida Tell It: Poor Charlie
Opening this Friday!
Down to the A&P
The Footlights Theatre
July 25 & 26
August 22 & 23
Fridays at 7:30 & Saturdays at 2:00