Every once in awhile, <br />you hear a funny story, <br />and sometimes you wonder <br />if what is written there <br />is fiction or true. <br />Normally you will not question, <br />in case it embarrasses or offends. <br />Well I what I am about to tell you <br />is it a fib or is it true? <br />Some thirty-eight years ago, <br />I went to a funeral of a friend <br />and ended up with the widow <br />as a booby prize. <br />So if I told you that <br /> is exactly how I met my wife, <br />would you believe me <br />or would you think I am having you on? <br />You would be wrong <br />to think I was having you on. <br />Because it was at her first husband’s funeral that we met. <br />It was a few weeks later <br />a bunch of his friend met, in a coffee bar. <br />Someone suggested <br />one of us should take the widow out, <br />and I drew the short straw <br />and I got the booby prize <br />all those years ago, <br />or was it a fine romance. <br />I will leave it up to you to decide. <br /> <br />2 July 2007<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/booby-prize-or-a-fine-romance-1/
