Jump River Rosie could pee standing up
further than any man,
betting those that came in her bar
she could out-pee them.
The bar was down by the river,
and when the sun was setting low
Rosie had had enough beer to drink
to put on quite a spectacular show.
The men would gather ’round
to see the sight of wild Rosie
dropping her worn dungarees
as she aimed for a pee- stained target
hanging on the old oak tree.
And I swear, or I’ll be forever damned
as Rosie stood there peeing
in the golden shine of the sun’s rays
she hit that darned target
every single danged time.
Now I never saw it with my own two eyes,
but I’ve heard the legend told for many a year
For Jump River Rosie was quite a woman,
because she could pee further than any man.
©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: Bjorn has challenged us to be an ‘unreliable narrator’ and tell a story that is not mine, exaggerate and lie, but think a bit on how to expose myself. Join us at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 23 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories.
You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and her Amazon Author Page