The Ballad of Hugh Toby

Sometimes, especially when you feel the weight of this world or the worries of burdens you cannot shed, you need to just let things go and have a little fun. For me a regular dose of silliness does wonders. So, in the spirit of silliness, I share this day’s dose with you. Enjoy!   :-)

Scotland-cattle

What sorrow neath yon willow tree

Were lies the last of Hugh Toby

Who wasn’t much to talk about

Nor had he any weight or clout

 

But landed he in deadly row

When raged he punched the farmer’s cow

For dumping load of hot manure

In garden green and full o flooers

 

That load did bury every bloom

With every blade of grass consumed

And every plant and seedling’s pot

So all was covered and none was not

 

Hugh’s garden, once in line for prize

Garnered lots of “Ooo’s” and “Aye’s” 

His pride full puffed, his mantle ready

Homo erectus, and posture steady

 

When farmer, showing precious cow

(Strutting passed, all smiles and bows)

Turned self and cow to cheering crowd

As heifer ripped one, long and loud

 

Poor Hugh arose from deep manure

(His radiant beam now concave soor)

In rage he lashed at farmer’s prize

Which, as I said, was how he died

 

What sorrow neath yon willow tree

Were lies the last of Hugh Toby

Who wasn’t much to talk about

Nor had he any weight or clout

 

Well, except he punched a cow…

 

Paraphrase of Proverbs 17:22: laughter does good like a medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones!

 

 

 

 

 

 

8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Carol Ann Hoel
    May 28, 2014 @ 15:44:21

    You made me laugh, Elizabeth. Even the picture of that raggedy beast is hilarious! Then the poem. Oh my! Blessings to you…

    Reply

  2. Pam Hill
    May 28, 2014 @ 15:57:44

    Oh Thank you, thank you, thank you Liz……this is so good! And I do LOVE the picture of that Beautiful cow! xo

    Reply

  3. janandmarley1
    May 28, 2014 @ 22:54:55

    thank you Liz for the laugh tonight. Laughter is a good medicine! I love the picture of that cow. What an expression on his face. Laughed, too, when I read your info on the word that means well manure. ;-) ((hugs)) Marley & Me

    Reply

  4. pattisj
    May 29, 2014 @ 13:22:49

    Hugh met quite an end!

    Reply

  5. elizabeth
    May 29, 2014 @ 17:36:15

    Sure did Patti. Pride goeth before the falleth. Hahaha :-)

    Reply

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