West Virginia Hillbilly Affair Poem
By Melissia Ann Senter
Way down here in the mountains
everybody knows everybody no matter what.
Seems a person can’t even pass gas without
ten other people going ewwwwwwwwwwww LOL
Visiting grandma is always a treat.
She rambles on about the good old days;
going to the pond to go skinny dipping
with her man of iron (he he he) ,
never to get caught during her hillbilly fancy affair.
If she got caught she would surely have been in a mess of trouble.
Scared they would be seen, they hid out in the middle of the pond.
Holding on to her sweet country bumpkin,
they were gazing into each other’s eyes,
searching each other’s souls.
They both saw that love was in the air.
‘Life is strange’, she said…and it was,
because you never knew what might happen,
from one minute to the next.
Bravely they began making moves toward each other,
looked over the pond to make sure there was no one
lurking around to go tell her maw and paw,
who would surely yank her from that pond of love,
into a behind the barn scene.
After they finished skinny dipping
they rushed to get their clothes back on,
only to find that some one had stolen their clothes from the bank.
Alarmed, Grandma started crying.
‘Oh no, Paw is going to be really mad.
If you don’t run now, he will skin you alive.
Just always remember, this was our secret place
for our West Virginia Hillbilly Fancy Affair’.
Love you always Grandpa.