A poem about David Reue sure couldn’t be very tough.
About strange things that he’s done, ‘cause he’s surely done enough.
To say he pinches pennies, we know wouldn’t be quite right.
When compared to Jack Benny, Dave’s not really all that tight.
Well to get some material for today’s little fest,
I checked with all of his staff because they should know him best.
They say working for David’s not the greatest of life’s thrills,
He’s had more secretaries than Carter had liver pills.
So I asked them for a list of things, he does funny or wrong,
But then I couldn’t use it ‘cause the list was just too long.
Now the most difficult part of his job, they all agree,
Is planning his coffee breaks exactly at ten and three.
He’s been here twenty-six years, and if at math you’re a whiz,
You can figure out the number of coffee breaks that is.
Just don’t mess with David’s desk, is his one cardinal rule
And if you move things around, David will kick like a mule.
Cause the things on David’s desk are always neat in a row
If you move a paperclip, David is sure going to know.
When David’s judging chickens, the entire courthouse knows
By the little deposits that they’ve left on his clothes.
Though he’s seen lots of steers come and he’s seen lots of steers go,
The one he best remembers? The one that stepped on his toe!
When did he want to retire? David said he didn’t care,
As long as it was sometime before this year’s county fair.
So we all wish David well and whatever else it takes,
For a life full of leisure and really long coffee breaks.
And when this journey’s ended and we meet at Peter’s Gate,
David will be there on time because he hates being late!

Here’s the poem Wayne wrote for David Reue’s (past Burleson County agent) retirement party… all he had was ideas people gave him to write about.