Tuesday, January 13, 2026

Poem by Bobby Goosey: TRUTH

 


Bobby Lee Goosey

                        Truth

I’m telling you; it’s true, it’s true!
I’m telling you; it’s pure true blue!
 
Would I fib to you? Not I!
Cross my heart and hope to die.
Lay me down and gouge my eye.
Cut my throat if I tell a lie;
Certain true, absoloo,
Prop me up and cut me in two.
Would I ever fib to you?
That’s one thing I’d never do!
 
The world is flat and the grass is blue.
Your name is Boo; my name’s Boo too.
We’ve naught to worry, me and you,
We’ll fly on clouds and drink gnu brew,
We’ll swim on the moon in the lunatic dew,
We’ll live forever, me and you.
Sure as my name and your name is still Boo
That’s certain true, yes, absoloo.
 
Would I ever fib to you?
 
[from Bobby Goosey’s Compendium of Perfectly Sensible Nonsense]




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