MY FIRST PROPER GIRLFRIEND

MY FIRST PROPER GIRLFRIEND

MY FIRST PROPER GIRLFRIEND

The first girl I wanted to marry
was Joan Hunter
her father owned more oyster leases
than anyone else on the river

she had buck teeth
but she looked okay really

we’d sit on her father’s wharf
and watch the mullet together for hours

they will take over the world one day

we loved each other alright

my parents hated us being together
and called her Bugs Bunny

one night my father cut Joan’s dad
with a fishing knife
right down his left cheek

that little protestant bludger
with his stuck-up bitch of a daughter