Poetry Thursday

 

My friend who is one spoiled cat gave me the picture below for the Thursday Poetry blog hop

Dwight knew he was bright

He knew it with all his might

He was the smartest boy, then the smartest man, his teachers said his intelligence was out of sight

But Kate, his disagreeable wife, only wanted to fight

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Kate quietly sipped her bay rum

And wondered if he was so smart why did she have the bigger income

She had been trying for years not to succumb

To the horrible truth, Dwight was dumb

**

Over dinner Dwight told Kate why his logic was air tight

His seventh great grandparent taught Franklin to fly a kite 

His fourth taught the Wright brothers about flight

George Will asked for his father’s insight.

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Her husband’s words left her numb.

His seventh great grandparent grabbed Franklin’s electric kite string and lost a thumb

His fourth flew the Wright Flyer into a tree bursting with plums

And to keep his father from speaking George Will gave him gum

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Dwight announced that Kate was jealous “you know that’s right”

And he would not let her ruin his night

Being married to someone with a lower IQ was a plight

He was being honest, it wasn’t meant as a slight

*****

The conversation needed a new tempo, a change in the timing from the drum

She pulled out a paper with her doctor’s office outcome

And although she found him loathsome

He yearned for a son

******

Dwight exclaimed a squeal of delight

And since she was giving him a son he would forget the events of the night

And another fight she did not want to encite

But if he believed he was the father he really wasn’t too bright