I asked a young preacher named Kevin
If I could play golf up in Heaven.
He said, “Certainly so,
But I think you should know
You’ve a tee-time tomorrow at seven!”
Entries from August 2006 ↓
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Heavenly Golf
August 24th, 2006 — Golf Humor, Limericks, Quickies
Nine Lives
August 19th, 2006 — Limericks, Quickies
A cat has nine lives, so they say,
Though some can lose all in a day.
When one gets too curious
And makes a dog furious
All nine is the price he may pay.
Falling
August 14th, 2006 — Growing Older, Poems for Grownups
When you reach my age you seem to fall quite often.
My ladder, with me on it, fell twice just last year.
It seems that I spend a lot of time on ladders,
Even though heights have always been a major fear.
My Doctor son told me I should give up falling.
Doctors always have intelligent [...]
I Wasn’t His Friend
August 9th, 2006 — Poems for Grownups, Quickies
I wasn’t his friend;
I was his masseuse.
I tried to be friends,
But it was no use.
He no longer comes;
What more can I say?
He told me that I
Rubbed him the wrong way.
Equipment
August 4th, 2006 — Hunting / Fishing / Nature, Poems for Grownups
She was in a friend’s boat,
Just reading a book,
When the warden rowed up
To get a close look.
“May I see your license?”
He asked the young lady.
She quickly could see
His intentions were shady.
She said, “I’m not fishing,
I’m just out here reading,”
Though she had little doubt
Where his questions were leading.
“There’s a rod in your boat
And some fishing lures [...]

Wayne Edwards is a native Texan, graduate of Texas A&M University, and retired Air Force officer. He lives, with his wife Ruth, on a fish farm in Texas, in an underground house he built himself. Wayne can be reached via e-mail at 