Potluck Charms

he saw her from a distance,
walking down the swale,
and spotted in an instant,
that she towed a potluck meal

swag lady, quoth he, on a lark,
do share a twist and sinker
I have just sunk my Bismarck
in that sodding gully washer

slick sir, she cried, staring cock-eyed,
duck out of this wet goose drownder
and share a dinner on the ground
with that dagwood and my sofa