FINDING HUMOR, FAITH & JOY IN UNEXPECTED PLACES

DR. SEUSS + JOHNNY CASH = TROUBLE ~ 1/29/10

After reading several bedtime stories to my son by Dr. Seuss, I inadvertently overexposed myself to a heavy dose of Johnny Cash, which then 'inspired' me to write a notably shoddy western tale. Pictures have been added to ease the severity of the pain.


THE MAN CALLED 'BLARNEY JIM'
From the mountains of Sin
I came galloping in
To the small town of Jimberly Lane
It's a place folks avoid
Like third cousins named Floyd
And a haven for the criminally insane.

Well, I was tying my horse
As a matter of course
Since I don't much enjoy to go joggin'
When a window broke out
Of the local saloon
And I glimpsed the big man who was brawlin.

Well, I'd heard them all talk
And the townsfolk squawk
'Bout a man they called 'Blarney Jim.'
And by the looks of things
And the way he was
I figured this man must be him.

And I'd looked at them
As they'd looked at me
And I'd said, 'Well, how bad could he be?'
Now they looked at me
As I looked at him
And they said, 'Well, I guess you's gon' see.'


CHORUS:
Blarney Jim, Blarney Jim
Couldn't see themselves
When they looked at him

Blarney Jim, Blarney Jim
Couldn't see themselves
When they looked at him


And, speaking of gawkin'
Blarney caught me a watchin'
And with that I was starin' at his belly.
Which is when he spoke up
In a voice thick and gruff
And suggested he turn me to jelly.

Well, I smiled best I could
And excused myself good
And pretended to turn me around
Then I cursed Aunt Lucinda
And Grandma Jammima
And swung hard-- all this, with no sound.

Well, my fist first connected
With soft solar-plexus
My knee followin suit in his gut
Then some elbows went flyin'
'Till you'd thought he was dyin'
As he sputtered in pain like a pup.

'Sis Lucinda!' He hollered,
'Ma Jammima that hurt!'
But it wernt' 'till he invoked cousin Floyd--
That I knew with a start
In the pit of my heart
Blarney Jim was my Pa, 'n I his boy.


CHORUS:
Blarney Jim, Blarney Jim
Couldn't see themselves
When they looked at him

Blarney Jim, Blarney Jim
Couldn't see themselves
When they looked at him


3 comments:

  1. Okay, the response to this has been truly overwhelming. Note to self: NO MORE POEMS. No matter how much they're disguised as stories.

    My apologies.
    Josh

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  2. I have a title for your suesical-book
    Look before you leap
    or you might fall into a heap!!

    I liked it!!
    you Rock Josh !
    Thanks for being open enough to put it out into cyberspace.

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  3. this is brilliant. don't you dare stop. :) it blessed my socks off!

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