An exercise in humor poetry: ‘Fate and Fortune’
Fate and Fortune
One day while I was fishing
I saw it floating near
oh, could it be, I wondered…
I squinted, squirmed, and squealed
“A message in a bottle!”
It was, it was for real.
I grabbed my net, and snatched it
and grabbed it close to me
I pried the cork all rotted
then bashed the bottle in
I chuckled to discover
what fortunes lay ahead.
I seized the purple message
a royal script for sure!
I licked my lips and giggled
to learn the tale divulged—
it read “From Gulf of Guinea”
(I thrilled how far away!)
“My righteous heart has cost me
the chance to wear my crown
I strove to save the orphans
to share the royal wealth—
accused of wasting funds, though,
they threw me to the sea.
I made it to an island
deserted, harsh and bleak
I only wish to leave here
to claim and share my wealth!
If you could only transfer
dear brother, if you would,
a hundred dollars only
to me in my account,
the bank will send the rescue,
they’ll see the SOS
I count on you, dear brother
to do this kindly deed.
Then when I’m back I’ll send you
a million dollars true
I trust you will not fail me,
please trust that this should be:
my name’s Kehinde Adeoye
which means crown prince delayed.”
I stared and keenly pondered
and gauged his doleful tale
I found it quite perturbing!
I shook my head dismayed
the bank could never find him
upon some desert isle.
My brother was a dullard
to trust a bank could help…
but I would never leave him
to worry, fret, and wait—
that wouldn’t do, oh never!
I’d send support indeed.
I wrote upon a paper
in letters big and strong
“Thank God I found your message
I see you need some help—
fate put you on that island,
dear brother, don’t despair!
Proclaim yourself its sovereign
and hold your head up high!
Your righteous heart deserves this:
a land to call your own!
My name is Duff McFoogle
and this is my reply.”
I found a clear glass bottle
and kissed the note for luck
I rolled my message tightly
and popped it right inside
I flung it on its journey
and grinned at my good deed.