Poem by Bobby Goosey, "The Truth"

 

Bobby Lee Goosey

 

The Truth

 

for Nathan the Grecian

I’m telling you; it’s true, it’s true!

I’m telling you; it’s true, it’s true!

 

Would I fib to you? Not I!

Cross my heart and hope to die.

Cut my throat if I tell a lie,

Lay me down and gouge my eye.

 

Certain true, black and blue;

Tie me down, then cut me in two.

Would I ever fib to you?

That’s one thing I’d never do!

 

All my words are true-blue true.

Lock me in limbo, leave me to stew,

Kick my bottom and call me a shrew,

Make me dog-paddle in stinking do-do,

 

I’m telling you; it’s true, it’s true!

I’m telling you; it’s true, it’s true!

 

The world is flat and the grass is blue.

Your name is Boo, and my name’s Boo too.

We’ll live forever, me and you,

We’ll fly on clouds, eat rainbow stew,

We’ll swim on the moon in the lunatic dew.

 

When the whole world explodes we’ll survive, me and you,

But if I should die I’ll go on loving you,

My love for you will drift on through the blue.

I’m telling you, Grecian, what I say is true!

Would I ever fib to you?

 

[April 28, 2023, from Bobby Goosey’s Compendium of Totally Sensible Nonsense]