A Plethora of Sues.

Goldfinch60



It was her birthday,

She was eighty

So had to have a dinner party.

The hall was hired,

The caterers were hired.

In I walked with some friends

Anne was there to greet us,

She told us where we would sit,

And introduced me.

I knew one couple,

Sue and Graham,

But there were three unknown to me

Two were there

The third was late

But the two there were introduced,

Anne said “This is Sue. And this is Sue.”

So on our table for six

Half were Sues.

We chatted and decided

That nobody could sit on the table

Unless they were called Sue.

Ingrid arrived

And we called her Sue,

And that is why

On this night,

Graham and I became,

The Men named Sue!

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 31st, 2019 01:41
  • Comment from author about the poem: I know it is another Johnny Cash recording but it could be no other song for these words. (If you are wondering why my wife was not there as she is away for a weeks respite care).
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 21
  • Users favorite of this poem: Poetic Dan
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  • orchidee

    Oh lol. good write Gold. A real person named Susan would have set my Fido on them if they had called her Sue!

    • Goldfinch60

      Thanks Orchi. Fido is very picky!

      • orchidee

        Any Sues at church? You going today?

        • Michael Edwards

          My wife attends the local RC church and she told me a little while back that the congregation was asked if Mary was present - half the female attendees stood up. Great write Andy.

          • Goldfinch60

            Thanks Michael, in our Church when we first arrived my Joyce was one of four.

            • ANGELA & BRIAN

              THANKS FOR SHARING JC AGAIN ~ Kris Kristopherson sang it at his Memorial @ the Opry ~ It bought the House down. We often have a plethora of JOHNS at our CHURH ~ We sit them near the JOHN as most are 75+ (say no more !). We have good friends called SUE and some in the exiended Family. Thanks for sharing. Ive been called BRYONY but never SUE !
              Blessings & Love to you BOTH
              BRIAN & ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

            • ANGELA & BRIAN

              UNCLE ANDY ~ Thanks for sharing JC again ~ The Fulsome Prison Recordings are Special ! KK sang that @ JCs Memorial @ the OPRY in 2003. Loved the POEM we have a plethora of JOHNS in our Church they re all 75+ so we sit them near the JOHN @ the Coffee Morning ~ say no more ! We have SUE friends and extended Family SUES ~ They are all very nice ! Ive been called BRYONY but never SUE !
              Blessings & Love to you BOTH
              Love ANGELA & BRIAN 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

              • Goldfinch60

                Thanks for your comments A and B, much appreciated.

              • Neville

                Blimey sir.. be careful.. you might easily have been sued..... Have a grand Sunday my friend........ Neville

                • Goldfinch60

                  Thank you Neville, it was a fun evening.

                  • Neville

                    I bet it was.....

                  • Poetic Dan

                    Hahaha. This was brilliant, thank you so much!

                    I'm going to post the song on today's poetry you just made me think of... Still chuckling...
                    See ya Sue!

                  • dusk arising

                    Mad. You are delightfully mad! I put it down to the company you keep when out dining.
                    Begs the question. During the meal could it be true that Sue-et (ate) dumplings. Sue-perannuated but sweet as sue-crose sprinklings.
                    To say much more would be sue-perfluous.

                    • Poetic Dan

                      Hahaha

                      • Goldfinch60

                        Of course I am mad, I am an old codger and madness rules in my mind.

                        No Sue-et but Suebeef with Yorksue Pudding and roast Suespuds.



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