Skeeters buzzin thick,
Trafton Park, working the dish
Cold Buckhorn waiting
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7 comments:
OH The good old days. I wish we were back at Trafton right now. I can almost hear Ken Cebulski yelling "Come on men, and Chipper"
The sunny slopes of long ago.
Skeeters - now there's a word you (I) don't hear to often. Reminds me of "there's a skeeter on my peter"...well, you know the rest. Have not tried the Buckhorn. Looks inviting though.
OOOOH! I didn't know about Buckhorn beer. Must investigate. Great haiku. Thanks for playing. But I think the whole thing will be falling apart soon.
Great one! It's MUCH easier to overlook pesky mosquitoes if the beer is really cold. I'll have to look for a Buckhorn brew.
Not sure I know the ditty of the skeetered peter but it sounds amusing.
I'm up at the Pond.
Good stuff. I have never heard of Buckhorn beer. In fact, I'm not much of a beer drinker, but I like that can!
My brother-in-law's nickname is Skeeter . . .
BK, skeeters were thick a couple of weeks ago.
Pam, its tough to keep the meme's going. I admire CT for keeping MM going as long as he did. You're doing a fab job though.
Fishy, I should probably write a story about us and our old softball days when we were nicknamed the "Buckhorn Bandits".
Moi, I'm not much of a beer drinker anymore either but back in the day.
Theeeeeeere's a skeeter on my peter
Beat it off
There's a skeeter on my peter
Beat it off
Theres a dozen on my cousin
I can hear the bastards buzzin
There's a skeeter on my peter
Beat is off.
Just to end all the curiousity of how the ditty goes. We're all adults here. Well, not counting me anyway.
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