Cadillac Kate

[bosoxmal]

I'll probably catch hell for this, but a lady named Cadillac Kate was giving a World Series Party the day Billy Buckner let the ball trickle through his legs In 1986. She was probably the most ardent female Red Sox fan I ever knew. She lived alone in a small golf course condo in south Ft Myers, and the place was packed when the game started. Several years later, I wrote this poem called Cadillac Kate.


Cadillac Kate

From behind the bed/chair, I could see the red hair
And she didn’t really look that great;
Then she opened her eyes, and to my surprise,
I was looking at Cadillac Kate!

It was back in eighty-two that Katie joined the crew
At the Sanibel Friday Night Meeting
I recall her sailing in, wearing a sly grin,
And then kissing us all in her greeting

She said, “I just got here, ‘tho my car threw a gear
And is back in a Georgia shop.”
We were all enthralled, and as I recall,
She’d left it with a Valdosta cop.

Well, she flew to Valdosta (God knows what it cost her)
And picked up her car, and her cop;
So that’s how Kate got her new name and mate,
But, now it was about her last stop.

As I reminisced, she asked to be kissed
So I came close to her cheek, and said “Kate”
I touched her bare shoulder, felt it get colder
But my kiss, alas, was too late.

At which point I looked up, and there holding a cup,
Of what looked like a warm cup of tea,
A nurse shedding a tear, saying, “excuse me, dear;
But that lady was named Anna Lee.”

[Youk Of The Nation]

Nice poem! However, I would very much appreciate if everyone didn't start off every single thread with some variation of "I'm going to be in trouble for this". I'm not going to sneak into your houses at night to slit your throats for Christ's sake.

[JohnShaft]

A poster, young Youk Of The Nation
Had relations with a flirty Alsatian
She had a wonderful ass
As women do in Alsace
Now he buys yoghurt for the irritation

[User Name?]

There was a poster whose name was JohnShaft
He had a freaky obsession with ass
But lucky for him, on mostly a whim
We let him continue his rants

[Spudboy]

There was a man from Boston

Who drove down to the Cape in an Austin

He had room for his ass

A gallon of gas

But his balls hung out so he lost them

[Bellhorn04]

There was a man from Boston

Who drove down to the Cape in an Austin

He had room for his ass

A gallon of gas

But his balls hung out so he lost them

Now this is classy humor.

[User Name?]

My friend's name was Bellhorn04
He was chill as a hippie
In Lake Mississippi
And he really adored robot umps

[JohnShaft]

A naughty old tiger User Name
Decided he'd have to abstain
But plugging the entry
That favoured the gentry
Excited ol user again!

[User Name?]

But could User Name
Yet somehow abstain
From being a tired old dog

[JohnShaft]

A friend of mine from Nantucket
{Anyone care to finish }

[User Name?]

Was crazily fond of hot pockets

[Spudboy]

Now this is classy humor.

I've been carrying that around in my squash for about 50 years.

I learned it from my Father in the early sixties.

For those who are not aware, an Austin is an Austin Healey. I popular British sports car of that era.

[Spudboy]

A friend of mine from Nantucket
{Anyone care to finish }

There once was a man from Nantucket

Whose dick was so long he could suck it..


I forgot the rest!

[User Name?]

Goddamnit Pete, don't humor him.

[mvp 78]

There once was a man from Nantucket

Whose dick was so long he could suck it..


I forgot the rest!

He said with a grin,
as he wiped his chin,
"if my ear was a female sexual organ I'd have intercourse with it."