I can tell it all...
Friday Uncle went back to the horse-pital fer 'em to stop his heart to check to see iffin' all them fancy devices wuz gonna work on cue.
Uncle ain't the sort to admit to no jitters. So when the purty nurses start his sedation IV an tell him to count back'ards from a hunnert, heah's the song he sung 'em instead:
"I can tell the story I can tell it all, 'bout the mountain boy who ran illegal alcohol. His Daddy made the whiskey.....
Uncle began to s l o w t o a s l u r
Son, .... he ...dro... ove the....lo....ad....
Everthang turned out jes' swell-- when they released us'uns, Uncle insisted I drive him to his favorite diner fer a heart healthy breakfast.*
Haiku Monday be at Serendipitous Wild Moments this week--an' what a challenge it is! Her theme is Metallic Sound. Wow--very fertile theme. Come play along wif' us!
* fer the record, when they sent the camera up to check out his arteries, they's all clean an clear. His trouble be electrical, not plumbing. An' he doan eat this way as a regular event. Jes' sayin', I ain't try to kill him off.