Welcome to Cozy Poetry Corner by Debra A Winter (Richter)

“Loudmouth Bertha!”

“¡Ay, Caramba! Bertha Blew the Roof Off the Kitchen Once Again!)

Eye Corumbá, senior — meet me in the kitchen.

That’s one heck of a woman, bitchen’.

I wouldn’t want that woman for my wife.

I’d fear for my life!

She’s too much for me to handle —

she’d surely put out my flaming candle.

My dog is shaking, and not in a good way.

I’m getting out of here, right now, today.

I’m heading somewhere safe and sound,

somewhere normal people are found.

Eye Corumbá, thanks for meetin’ me.

I gotta be back to work around three.

I hope by then Loudmouth Bertha’s gone home,

’cause I want this kitchen to work in — all alone.

She needs a chill pill for that big ol’ mouth,

so she’ll stop her bitchen’, or I’m heading south.

I’ll go home to be with my quiet wife,

to my peaceful life —

and take a nice long siesta,

with no one being a pesta.

Adios.