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Sister Bears

Deep in the meadow, where deer run wild in the open, 
Papa bear was waking his two cubs from their sheltered den. 

"Go out and play Cailyn and Jess, go discover something new, 
and always remember you take care of me and I take care of you" 

Jess went running as fast as can be leaving her little sister behind. 
She wanted to run to the river to see what fishes she could find. 

"wait up wait up" Cailyn shouted and hollered at her sisters back. 
She followed slowly and carefully inside her sisters foot track. 

Jess shouted back "Sis why can't you just let me be. 
I don't need you right now and you don't need me" 

This made little bear Cailyn so very sad, she ran and hid 
Crying and crying from what her sister cub just did 

Off in the distance she could here Jess scream 
" Cailyn, Cailyn, come help. I'm stuck in the stream" 

Cailyn went running as fast as her little legs would go 
Having to help her sister, the only friend she did ever know 

She just got there in time as Jess was about to fall 
Reaching Cailyn helped her out, whew what a close call 

The two dirty cubs went home to be with their dad 
They fell a sleep in the then den, both of them glad 

Papa bear's advice these two little bitty bear cubs was so true
"Always remember you take care of me and I take care of you." 

Children's Fable Contest

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Mighty Mighty Spider

Now usually when a spider finds its way into my home
I squash it right away saying, hey my space alone

But one day I came upon a fuzzy little spider there upon my dryer
Frantically running up and down the chrome strip which looked like a mirror

He bravely reared up and fought this villain in his way
Up and down this battle raged a good part of the day

I laughed so hard my stomach hurt, but he didn't care
He boldly continued his plight, the enemy was near

The battle over and he's laying still, I wonder to myself
Was it victory? Or was he awaiting his pending death?

I gently took him outside and placed him on a tree
And told him, you're the mightiest little spider I ever did see

©Donna Jones

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My Butterfly

My Butterfly

Furry little caterpillar in
your coat of black and brown

It's so very hard to tell
if you are up or down

From your lofty branch
you fall onto a leaf below

Only to decide again 
that's not the way to go

you are so steadfast 
in your flight

I have such sympathy 
for your plight

As you inch about to and fro
I wonder why I love you so

Then as the miracle
of life's performed

With golden wings 
you are transformed

Your former self left stiffly dried,
no more a furry coat inside

Now as you glide on currents high
I need not wonder ,why I sigh...

Tis you I love, my Butterfly!

Author Mary Thompson

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Meow Meow

Here kitty, kitty. Come out and play
I have a new bow for you today
You tore the blue one out so quick
With angry paw…you seemed quite ticked!
I want to dress you and show you off
So all the other bows I now have tossed
No purple or green to match your eyes
Or orange, nor pink that you despise
Polk-a-dots were just not right for you
You tore them to shreds a time or two
No stripes or plaids are in my hand
For these I know you could not stand
The white one was lost in your white fur
When it came out you purred and purred
Here kitty, kitty, now don’t you tease
I’ve a red one here that’s sure to please

Written for “Hello Kitty (World)” members contest.

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He lay there all forlorn
Wishing someone would give him a home

His legs might be bent but he can still walk
Can be very verbal when we talk

He just lies here, has no one to love him
Eyes are so sad, heartache within

No one to hold him to say its ok
No one to watch him when he tries to play

There must be someone whose heart i melt
He thinks as he lays there with hope not felt

Whats this a little  guy in a wheelchair
Went to pass by, but stopped to stare

Mam he cries he is just like me
Cant walk so good from what I can see

Can he come home with us  he can ride on my lap
When his legs are tired, he's a bright little chap

So now there is hope and love in these eyes
I have a new playmate and a home thats a surprise

I am the happiest boxer pup in town
Have a big grin where once was a frown.

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Why there were no Unicorns on Noah's Ark

Build an ark out of gopher wood that’s what I want from you.
Noah said he would to God and he and his sons set out to do.

Take two of all the animals of the unclean variety 
But seven of the clean kind, are you listening Noah to me?

Yes lord I hear you, and I will do your Will.
Can you tell me how long before, the water the earth will fill?

Build the ark now Noah, and do not question me
You have a huge task ahead, and I will save your family.

The ark now built, the pitch spread, the unclean animals passed two by two
The pigs the camels and unclean ones, for food I do not give to you.

As for the clean ones, take seven of each I say
And then there will be food for you, when you leave the ark one day.

But what about the unicorn God, they are so hard to find?
I am afraid then Noah, said God, that he must be left behind.

If we find another though, is it a beast unclean or clean
Would we need seven or two, I am not sure what you mean?

If you find another one Noah, the rains I will keep away
Because I am now telling you. the last one has flown today

Oh my Lord why is that, the unicorn is so fine
Yes, said God to Noah, and that’s why he is mine.

© ~GG~21/05/2013

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Beachside Food and Drink Slinks

A is for algae, red, green, blue cells, soaking up sun, sliming teeth 
B is for bacterial mat, clumping underneath, earliest born, never asleep

C is for coral reef, the place we all find cover or the sand parrotfish chew and release
D is for diatom, all seeded calcium, all float free, all denizens barely seen

E is for eelgrass, nursery meadows of the anchovy, and other browsers of green 
F is for fan worm, filter feeder like a flower, 8000 species on which fish feed

G is for giant kelp, floating on bladders of air they’re forests of cold waters clean
H is for helmet, the royalty of snails who protect our feet, queen, emperor, king

I is for isopod, the chameleon crustacean, they color match what they eat
J is for jellyball, or cannonball jellyfish, not upside down or moon, avoid their heat

K is for keyhole limpet, favorite food of ochre stars, will erect its own wall
L is for laver, the sea lettuce of nori, it swirls red skirt as ocean falls

M is for mermaid’s purse, the sack of the skate whose yolk keeps them alive
N is for nerite, the prisoner striped snail of the rocky zone as numerous as a hive

O is for oyster drills, the snails that slurp oysters and use them to lay eggs
P is for pleurobranch, a sea slug answer for oranges, with one active leg

Q is for quahog, the bivalve seaman who can survive eating the mud
R is for rove beetle, the one waiting to snatch the unwary beach hopper for good

S is for saxitoxin, those red tides produced by mating that can paralyze humans
T is for tubular sponge, they squish, bore and encrust as space lends

U is for urchin, those spiny skinned balls, no eyes or noses but dig food in sand 
V is for Venus, Music Volutes dined or Vampire Squids skimming along land

W is for whelk, not the musically inclined, but the slow moving snail in a shell
X is for X and a half, the six rayed star, hungry for anything on the half shell

Y is for yucca, blooming on the beach, they bloom nice and tolerate the sand
Z is for Zostera marinara, the address of eel grass when they're feeling grand

All of this green life is what crunches, stinks, dries and slips underfoot
The rest that find the housing and dining compatible means someone’s on the look.

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Bambi and lily

   Who would have guessed/ the love carried for a beagle no less

   Lily howling at the moon/ with ears long as her toes our coon

   she gave birth to Bambi with no tail/ jack a be , 3 yrs later she is ours still

   no describing the love for our girls / dressed in pink shirts and curly frills

   the girls don't like when we leave home / they show us for leaving them alone

   the pillows torn and howling non stop / we love our girly beagles until we drop

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Equus Poeticus Variabilis

I’m riding your horse, no giddyap allowed,
simply plunge into the deepest unknown.

Your voice sets the pace, it whispers 
into the ears of my ride, sometimes they twitch

sometimes they find water, sometimes 
the waterfalls absorb all thought. I lean

over neck, sample horse blood like a vampire, 
like a computer’s command mode

taking over my brain, allowing my heart
to beat in tune, my feet to turn to hooves

and kick up or canter, moving with the rhythm
and flow, feeling the sweat of the sun

overhead and the damp of shady pines
and raking the grasses until they rustle over skin.

This is how I know you: the whisper on the wind
the stroke along my frame, the bed stead 

in which I dream, the places of unimagined
like a lure, a bait, overtaking me, leading 

me down a road I’ve never found
until you lent the movement of ride forever. 

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Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?

Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.

And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.

I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep. 

Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.

And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.

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Creature Comfort--a collaboration with Dan Kearley

In the midst of the dewdrops that sparkle the morning
the bluebird of happiness sang without warning.

Basking in the sun of a new day's light
then spreading it's wings for a first day flight.

The sun grew so large in the painted sky
while creatures stirred in the forest nearby.

Frolicking in the shadows the animals play
in search of new adventures that may come their way.

They stop and they sniff as humans come near
to their woodland home but they feel no fear.

As the dewdrops fade into afternoon delight
the evening comes a calling with a beautiful starlit night.

The furry ones scurry towards peaceful repose.
In the forest they'll sleep till the morning light glows.

Peace and love flourish in this forest all day long.
May your mind enjoy the beauty before it's all gone.

Thanks Dan...enjoyed working on this with you!

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Early Bird's New Motto

Since I was a baby, I had always heard
That the one who gets the worm is the early bird.

Finally the time had come to test my wings, and so
I went out before I even heard the rooster crow.

I was very sneaky; with my siblings still asleep,
Quietly I flew away, making not a peep.

Under trees and bushes, hopping all around,
I searched hard, yet there wasn’t one worm to be found!

I felt pretty stupid when my siblings turned up late.
Up before the dawn, and I didn’t even rate!

Suddenly the sky got dark; rain came pouring down.
Worms appeared as if they now were sprouting from the ground.

Worms aplenty; worms to last my family for the week.
Busily I pecked at them with my little beak.

Now my motto is “To catch some worms, wait for the rain.”
My siblings too agree, for early rising is a pain!

Written 7/22/14 for Carol Eastman's Animals Alive Contest

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Tails and claws in reefs with opiates for pain,
Bad sight, ten legs and dollar profits to be made.

Prior to their own demise, they dined on fish and mollusks,
To savor and munch away with epicurean palettes.

Galleys rattle while lobsters kneel and pray,
“Boil!” and “Cut!” Chef Lemon-Snow would convey.

Tears bubbling away in ancient pots,
Chef Lemon-Snow the hungry, backdrop.

Blue-bloods in pails toiling to resist the boil,
Steaming, to find their destiny with olive oil.

Simmering delicious fare, extravagance to savor,
Lobsters expire while Lemon-Snow only seeks the flavor.

Proud crustaceans once gray now boiling red,
Scented mist of mild aroma, ravenous we fed.

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A Mermaid's Point of View

They pollute our waters, the land, the air
They pollute the planet without a care

They kill our friends from down below
As they swim up to say hello

They build weapons to kill each other
They don't respect each race or colour

They try to hunt us in every way
But they cannot find our hideaway

We'll never surface because we fear
We cannot trust the humans here

by Ana Espinola Collins

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Oh My Gosh It's Almost Easter

Oh my gosh it’s almost Easter
Time to get off my fat keister.

To buy a dozen eggs, or more
Coz now there’s five kids over four.

And one of them always cries
Painting eggs with stupid dyes.

I almost forgot the candy bars;
Who needs new brakes for the cars?

I don’t have time to talk to you
Where are the peeps or poops or pooh?

And then I’ll stay up way to late
Hiding eggs for Pete Rabbit’s sake.

I got to get all this stuff done
To make the holiday more fun.

But someday I’ll be all done with
This crazy Easter Bunny myth.

Wait!  I’ll save a pile of money
By killing off the Easter Bunny.

And lay him down in a casket
On plastic grass from a basket.

3/9/2013  For Clue Contest

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Leeches are insatiable to the very end
Parasitic blood suckers we should not befriend

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An owl is a peculiar bird,

with strangest voice you've ever heard.

He has an almost human face.

I'd recognize him any place.

He hasn't very much to say,

but still he says it night and day.

No matter whom he's talking to,

He keeps on asking, "Who? Who? Who?"

In hot July or cold December,

your name he simply can't remember.


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All Porto geese 
speak Portuguese.

Volodymyr Knyr

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Ring Leader

Personally I don't like the way he gets up 
Every morn sqawking, strutting his stuff around, don't like, yup

Ring leader in the morn with his self-centeredness
His behavior exudes narcism and great abrasivesness

His neck stretched, chest extended, muslces flexed ready
This Rhode Island Red crows from dawn 'til sun up and steady


Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper
Contest: Personifying Science
Written: 09-26-13

A form of Poulter's Measure 
Written in rhyming couplets

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What makes me tick serens contest

What makes me tick?

You ask me the question on what makes me tick
Well this I will answer, and answer it quick

Flowers and trees, the birds and the beasts
And all of the beauty on which my eyes feast.

Rivers and lakes, and oceans as well
And all of the dreams in which I do dwell

Music and poetry, Astrology too
And all of the wonderful things that I do.

These things keep me breathing and loving my life
And last but not least is my beautiful wife.

10 September 2013 @ 1353hrs.

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Plight of the Pandas

The panda bear is cute but also shy.
So have you ever stopped to wonder why?

It goes back to that time in history
when all God’s creatures sailed upon the sea!

Old Noah built an Ark, which two by two
each kind of animal was led into.

A pair of pandas got put in the middle
of that boat! But pandas are not little!

The pandas, since they could not move about,
would sometimes bump into some creature’s snout.

Poor Mrs. Panda had no privacy
and felt too flustered when she had to pee!

Poor Mr. Panda, lost his wife’s affection,
and sadly afterwards, lost his erection.

The pandas, once they got off of the Ark,
were somehow able to regain their spark.

They ended up in China, learning to
“get it on again” and eat bamboo!

But now they face extinction once again,
thanks this time to crimes of modern men.

Everything is now against the norm.
Forced together, pandas can’t perform.

Such failure, like it was in Noah’s day,
must just be part of Panda’s DNA.

Let’s hope that we’ll be hearing very soon
the pandas being told to ‘get a room!”

This was originally meant for some Noah's Ark contest
that never got judged. So here it is now for YOU, PD!!

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A Dark Fantasy

I’m on a planet with a golden kiss
It shimmers with glory, such bliss!

As I zoom in, it turns into a dark land
Peep in, I’m afraid, I cannot stand!

In darkness, I see a bright glowing tower
Inside, a plethora of so called ‘man’ power

Zoom in; I see ‘beast’ kind disguised as ‘man’ kind
Alas! Not a single kind beast could I find

I hear roars of uncivilized beings
And moans of so-called weaklings

I see a trail of emotional turmoil
Those 7 deadly sins wrapped in a dazzling foil

Gifted to humanity, his power, his grey matter
It separates humans from animals and allows us to shatter

The once created planet with a golden kiss
Will it ever show the signs of holy bliss?

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Two Ravens in the Night

O’er the waters of time, with attention quickly drawn,
I, Thought, soar through the heavens with Memory at my side.

By thorn and thicket, we have passed. At times we've struggled through,
as all around us tears and shreds, and yet... time we abide.

Travel we, birds of like feather; black as night and strong as day,
A reflection, one to another; two arrows taking flight.

We chance upon the wind, unyielding as the grave,
Our ballad, sight and sorrow; two ravens in the night.

(Inspired by Huginn and Muninn, Odin's two ravens)

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Creature Comfort-Collab With Deb Wilson

In the midst of the dewdrops that sparkle the morning the bluebird of happiness sang without warning. Basking in the sun of a new day's light then spreading it's wings for a first day flight. The sun grew so large in the painted sky while creatures stirred in the forest nearby. Frolicking in the shadows the animals play in search of new adventures that may come their way. They stop and they sniff as humans come near to their woodland home but they feel no fear. As the dewdrops fade into afternoon delight the evening comes a calling with a beautiful starlit night. The furry ones scurry towards peaceful repose. In the forest they'll sleep till the morning light glows. Peace and love flourish in this forest all day long. May your mind enjoy the beauty before it's all gone.
7-15-13 Thanks Deb... I enjoyed working on this with you as well...

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Couplet Poems

                                                    Strange Bug

                                        Tell me little bug where you from,
                                       Quietness asks me when you'll come?

                                                     Little Chicks

                                       Little chicks with your uncontrolled feet
                                        Digging soil 'til find worm for your fete

                                                    Naughty Insect

                                            Insect howling around the light
                                            Make trouble the candle to fight
For Poets:

Hey Poet! What is yours?
Comment me with colors!

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The Legend of Goliath the Frog

Goliath the frog was gigantic in size,
often ridiculed out of despise.
He measured as high as six feet tall
and labeled the number one oddball.
But one day, at Frogville's annual event,
intruders stormed in with malicious intent.
"Yummy! Delicious frog legs," they said.
"Perfect for tonight's dinner spread!”
Goliath watched quietly from up on his log
as they began caging each and every frog.
Then suddenly he leaped with all his might,
straight into town to defend their rights.

"Set them free!" He croaked. "Or deal with me!"
"Our legs are for jumpin'; not for munchin'!"
Shocked at Goliath's enormous size,
the villains ran off with fear in their eyes.
All the Frogvillians cheered "HORRAY!
Thank you Goliath for saving the day."

Later, they gave him an award of distinction
for saving the frogs from extinction.
And although he is now dead and gone,
the legend of Goliath the frog still lives on!

by Ana Espinola Collins


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Wine and a swine

The weaker 
the wine, 
the bleaker 
the swine.

Volodymyr Knyr

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Little Lad and Big Dog


Little lad and big dog I saw
What a pair walking in the meadow

Excitement shows on their faces
As they ran in every places

Best friend forever never be apart
Loyalty and love keeps in their heart

Little lad take care of this fine beauty
A big dog is jumping and very happy

A perfect pair to see and to behold
Welcome to their own colorful world

June 21, 2013
For Seren’s “Little Lad and Big Dog” Contest

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Beware the Kraken

Legends abound from society to society
But Norwegians have one that evokes great anxiety

A mythical sea monster of immense proportions
May be fifty-feet long, or its size has some distortions

With enormous tentacles it’s said to have grabbed sailors
Squeezing and consuming the bodies of Nordic whalers

Is the Kraken truly a product of Norwegian lore?
Perhaps its targeted vessels fell to the ocean floor

“Fish tales” are popular in many seas throughout the world
But the Kraken is a squid and many ships it has hurled

Since the concept originated in Norwegian tales
Giant squid sightings are reported wherever man sails

The Kraken is surely a most intriguing sailors’ yarn
But Norwegians take heed of the tall tales that warn

For none wish to test the near-impossible validity
Of a Nordic legend ripe with vivid morbidity

*Written July 18, 2014 for Anne-Lise’s contest
(I will not be able to respond to comments at this time)

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Mother bear has said no climbing trees
in the woods
But she climbs higher than little bear 
ever could 

It's sometimes a good exercise this 
climbing around
There are occasions when you're safer 
up off the ground

Of course when climbing high up in a tree 
A bear never knows what the next 
encounter will be

A small bear advancing near a bee hive
Should have stayed below before here 
he arrived 

But aroma of honey caught his attention
Except one thing mom forgot to mention

These small creatures called bees 
Have needles in their little rears
And a sting from them will bring a baby 
bear to tears 

And then the speed of this baby bear's 
Would match an Olympian's best 
all time sprint 

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The poor

He's poorer, who rapes 
poor apes.

Volodymyr Knyr

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Foul air

It is hard to foul air
in a sleeping bear's lair.

Volodymyr Knyr

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Looking For Time

Looking for time on roads causes wonder
Where will they lead, here, there or under
Possibly an object to hold in the hand
But seeming more nebulous flowing like sand
It's threads are woven to sunlight and gold
With power that moves stars in heavens untold
It is unseen with strength so great
Worlds it does crumble, worlds it does make
What is its virtue, from where has it come
Where will it go in a moment or none
Has as it's prisoners those small and great
Nothing escapes it, all must on it wait
It can't be captured and placed in a jar
Is it here, or there, can it be far
It spools unseen for all to have wonder
Without its dominion be all cast asunder
Traveling back is forever disavowed
Forward the only law that's allowed
Heavens are clockwork run by its measure
When it has ended all is lost, gone forever
Darkness would cover worlds such as this
Creation would perforce cease to exist
Such is called time but none see or hear it
It brings the workings of all who know it
If the unwary would seek where it goes
Find them it's fabric solely in black holes
This is the nature of that force called time
A word well known but not yet defined

Tomorrow never comes 
It is always tomorrow

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Crow Manners

I’d like to discuss the manners of crow,
That dine on the roads where cars come and go.

They peck at road kill without forks or knives,
But ‘caw, caw’ to their friends, saving their lives.

They don’t use napkins, to wipe off their beaks,
Yet they always appear dapper, and sleek.

Do they get embarrassed eating that yuck?
If so, or no, I can improve their luck.

Next time I pass by I won’t hesitate
To place their fresh meat on a dinner plate.

Or wouldn’t they think I’m the grand pooh-bah
By offering them a side of coleslaw?

Lastly, I’ll grill up their newly struck treat,
And locate the whole shebang off the street.

It’s not like I’m going out of my way,
Since I drive by their feast ten times a day.

Also, I think that they’re awfully kind
Staying with us for the long winter grind.

Or is it a guise, since their next supper
Could be us frozen in the road’s gutter?

So that’s why they wear such a nice black coat;
They’re dressed to stuff us dead stiffs down their throat.

I must admit, I thought initially,
That they might have needed our sympathy.

But crow manners, hmm, can there be a thing?
Well, like I first said, it had a nice ring.

Though I may be wrong, it’s happened before,
Like when I thought storks ran the baby floor!

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I Love My Dog

A true partnership, we share the need
to roam, and to relieve ourselves.

He pulls me forward, in his scented
search for residue, he is also yearning.

We drift through his neighborhood, he
exposes me to his dreams, I follow.

I begin to see things from his point of
view, we share underlying curiosities.

And then she appears, apprehensively we
skirt around, until she disappears.

We turn around, and return to our lesser
world, to revisit and reflect anew.

I know how it feels old boy, the pull of
the leash, putting her just out of reach.

Quietly we make our way, footsteps
toward the creaking door, I love my dog.

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Fly By

I looked up in the clear, blue sky
As I saw a flock of birds flew by

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(New story about Otis)

There's a window over there 
And a man sits in an easy chair 

Warmth radiates from the comfortable scene 
But outside there's s snow storm quite mean

Ice hangs in patches from branches and fences 
Against such weather there are no defenses

But on close inspection one would notice
Under the man's window a small dog 
named Otis

Not allowed in the warm house the man has a 
rule about that
Why would a man do such a thing to a pet 

Otis, quite a small dog to meet a cruel end
Expired from cold but dog house sign did amend

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Cold comfort

(A dog's story)
We sit by the window looking in
The rain has soaked us to our skin

We've not much fur and very cold are we
But they look past us seeming not to see

We are their family they sometimes say
Do families treat other members this way?

If they were asked to sit in the rain
They would say "that's completely insane"

They believe animals don't belong indoors
Our paws it seems cause a mess on their floors

Food and grime is on their floor is it not?
But it is spread by their wandering tot

It seems they are victims of falsehood and myth 
Holding that animals lives are not of much worth

Why do they think such things to be true 
Do we not have red blood and beating hearts too?

All that we ask is their love and affection 
There's danger for small souls who need protection 

If they should invite us to go inside
We'd show our pleasure and kitty would hide

They'd have newsprint for my wet feet
I would look but since I can't read
I'd give my thanks and upon it  I'd pee

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A Summer Couplet

Cool breeze blowing as the hawk hovers around,
Scared chicks scatter to hide,but no mother on ground.

CONTEST:"A summer Couplet" sponsored by Andrea Dietrich

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A Dog's Revenge


It's raining must we go for a walk
We can sit by the fire, you can talk
Dogs look at me through windows of glass
Asking me why I walk in wet grass
The one holding the leash has umbrella and boots
Is that fair?
I have only a coat of wet hair
After our tour of wet city park
We head for home before it's too dark
I'm left in hall before treats arrive
I get none because I'm outside
The mud brought in wasn't me
I wear no boots so how can it be?
The marks from the mud are plain as their face
Boot marks are very hard to erase
Dogs get blamed for all under the sun
Except for today when the sun there is none
Dogs are quite clever some would agree
So I left a message that all would see
Putting me on newspapers I can't read
What I have done is on them I've peed


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In the Morning Mist

The rose unfurls its petals to drink the morning dew,
warblers sharpen their trills, granting the Son his due.

Mother bat folds her wings, hangs upside down to rest,
baby clings to mother's fur, hidden in their leafy nest.

Four-o-clocks hide their faces against the dawning light, 
morning glories open wide, only to wilt and die at night.

Leaves on lavish branches with baited breath, await
lilting notes of day-wind sighing through the garden gate.

Deep within the forest glen, where fox hides and owl hoots,
the hidden world changes pace, each creature to its own pursuits.

A world without change would soon grow dull and invisible,
if all were night or all were day, diversity might be impossible.

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High into the Sky

The bird flew high into the sky
Looking down onto the Earth saying "bye!"

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A Tiger's Demise


Mother with your precious child
Danger is waiting in the wild
You live in prison but you're unaware


The human species seem not to care
Once you were many
Now hardly any
They see not your true worth
Measuring value by weighing a purse
You'll soon be gone and others in kind
Those who have taken you will soon find
Gold pays not for such lives as yours
Guilty lives worthless, defiled, deplored
Greed is the force of your demise


Greed's practitioners soul too dies

"Tiger tiger burning bright
In the forests of the night"


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One Piece

Animals scurry on every branch each day.
Preparing for the next seasons display,

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Pesky Rabbit

Hey pesky rabbit where are you
I know all my plants you did chew

Hey pesky rabbit don't you hide
I'm gonna take you for a little ride

Hey pesky rabbit don't you fret
I not gonna hurt you..........yet

I was gone for a week and a day
In my garden you decided to play

Eating up all that was green
Now my garden can't be seen

You thought it was your mess hall
Now I have to replace them all

So little rabbit I'm watching you
If you do it once more you'll be stew

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What I Would like to forget

What I Would Like to Forget

The stench of me was putrid and gagging
For the black white varmint had made its marking
As I realized the volatile sensations erupting with in
Stupid I was having spooked the skunk at my garbage can
Odor no other equates to such pungency and frustration
For throughout my taste buds its musk engulfed my aggravation  
Having permeated seven layers saturated deep- I did scrub
My bath I did linger five days in the tub
Damn the experience which I would like to forget
I’ve learned at night to stay put in front of my TV set

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The Naked Ape

Governed by our beastly needs
We don our frocks and mount our steeds

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Of all creatures great and small
Insects are most assiduous folk of all 
They perform assigned duties each day
And let nothing dissuade them on their way
The till the soil and collect the forage
Their labor brings them food, some for storage 
Their diligent spirits have no equaled pace
Mostly repulsed  by a higher stationed  race
Human beings became  Self appointed  superiors 
But without these small beasts humans would be their inferiors

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Hello please do come right in
Did you say that you fancied my skin
My coat of fur is not for your use 
The Animal Kingdom suffers your abuse
If the creator had felt you required my skin 
I'd be sitting where you are, and you'd invite ME in

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A raven chick attempted first flying lesson 
He didn't quite make his preplanned destination

Mother bird stood by evaluating his flying foray 
Okay is good  but good is not okay

There's more to this story and it's all true
Mother had something more before she 
was through

When her little bird alighted on one of 
canyons' ledges
She flew to him and placed a treat from 
her beak into the fledger's

But there are some who have no use for birds
Using birds as models for disparaging words

Pointing a finger "bird brain" they will say
Not realizing the finger is pointed the wrong way 

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BEAR THIS IN MIND for gun-ku contest

                    BEAR THIS IN MIND

              If you're walking in the wood
              And your dog's not looking good
              With a bear claw in his eye
               or flying through the summer sky.

              Hope you've packed the stuff you need
              Not just sleeping pills or speed
              But some gear that saves your life
              Like a sharpened hunting knife

              Whistles don't impress a bear
              His territory ‘s not to share
              If you want his rapt attention
              Walther's a keen intervention

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The Chaste Fox myth, legends and truths

Even foxes have holes and birds their nest                                                                        Jesus the Son of man had no place to rest                                                               Truth's King telling of the cunning craftiness of men                                                          old fox Harod a faux king guarding the home of the hen                                                    In songs of old and new of two lovers sharing a grape                                                     until day break and darkness flees like a roe chased                                                        or of Sampson and Delilah the three hundred running firebrands                                       a strong lover setting a field on fire at last only true love stands                                         Unlike the trickster of old or legends as numerous sands of time                                      in cultures gave sport to the music stories the riddle and rhyme                                    The fox has played the allusions of kings preachers wizards and wives                               Be wise as the fox harmless as doves ask help from above when sifting lies                        Ask for truth myths will fall to the ground as unscented paths for the hounds                 only hiding in His truth surrounded by His love can the chaste fox be found                     Yet in this world myths abound changing shape like a Kit soon                                          with nine lies and nine tails grasping at will-o'-the-wisp's lume                                           Tally-ho little kits while skulking on the leash of this earth Do not believe                            the lies of the enemy chasing foxfire or being poor eat the sweet peas

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The Cat Speaks

Let’s NOT Have a dog.

If I’m a brat, who’s guilty of pampering me?
You know I’m adorable; on that, we agree.

I don’t chase my tail like that goofy pup,
or hide in fear when a stranger shows up.

This box is perfect; it’s simply divine.
I’ll snug myself in, and make it mine.

I gotta sharpen claws, Mom, let’s be fair,
You can easily purchase another chair.

I’m expert at catching those pesky mice,
and I don’t bring in fleas, ticks, or lice.

I never bark, or slobber, or pee on the rug,
Count your blessings, and let’s have a hug.

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All Weather Dog


Recently went on a rainy walk
Wasn't my idea voted a fireside talk
Now the rain has turned to snow
Does that stop him - no ready to go
He's got the boots and other gear
My feet are bare will be frozen I fear
Home's a welcome sight at the end
I'm sure I can see it round the bend
Dogs get blamed for feet with mire 
Won't be my feet bringing the ire
If I get left on newspaper again
Then I'll know I just can't win
One more message I will leave
Dog was here and on this paper peed


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Doggone It

You ain’t no greyhound
You belong in the pound
A mangy cross-breed
Too expensive to feed
You got fleas, you got ticks
(You ole son of a *****)
But I kinda’ like you
So I guess you will do…

What happened up there?
Censored! (Shall I care?)
So sorry to the Soup!
(My countenance doth droop)
Guess I got too shady

(Oh, just forget the whole da…I mean darn thing!)

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His ass

He whose ass is for sales 
knows well why his ass ails.

Volodymyr Knyr

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They fill my hours; they fill my days.
I love their wild and crazy ways.

They tear my paper; they pull my tie.
Often, I cannot understand why.

But when I watch them scamper thru,
I can't be sad; I can't be blue.

Mamma warned me, kittens grow up.
It might be better to trade for a pup.

I have to admit, they're loads of fun,
but it would be easier if I only had one.

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The appearance of lions attests to their majesty
A creature by Man infused with all sorts of fantasy

There are humans whose brains are afflicted with zoanthropy
They think by killing to absorb a lion's vitality

So they pursue and steal his life with alacrity
Lions have none whom they fear
Except when the monomaniacal predator called man is near

Heavy the head who wears a king's crown
For the lowly will steal it to call it their own 

Not understanding kingship resides never in claws and fur
It's in your spirit which the thieves cannot incur

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A Condensed Version Of Aesop's Hare And Turtle Fable

Once upon a time a hare challenged a turtle to a race.

A fox was appointed to establish the time and the place.

The hare made sport of the turtle's lumbering pace,

Saying, "I'll give you a head start so that you can save face!"

The race began and the hare became bored and lay down for a nap,

But the turtle plodded on since he was a determined old chap.

The hare woke with a start and not seeing the turtle in view,

Brushed the sleep from his eyes and away he flew!

He saw the turtle nearing the finishing line,

And mused, "No sweat!  Everything will be fine!"

But old mister turtle crossed the line with a flair,

Out'fox'ing the hare and winning the race by a 'hare!'

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2015 All Rights Reserved

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Evolution Revolution

I was sitting on the beach enjoying the dawn
When along comes a crab with two fierce pincers drawn
When I shifted off slightly to give him some space
He sat down beside me with pincers retraced.

This fellow was not of the cute well known kind
 But a creature evolution had let lag behind
His shell was a tangle of shiny shellac
A dashed wall arrangement of polka dot black

I wondered to myself would he think it queer
If I asked him the question what are you doing here
Since I was the human who traveled the land
And he just out walking on a dry piece of sand

So we sat there in silence each in his own space
Yet somehow connected in the rising sun’s grace
As he walked to the water with an eight clawed resolve
Was he thinking to himself would man ever evolve?

Retracing those steps made eons before
He paused where the waves became one with the shore
With a last look around taking time to regroup
He gracefully entered the primordial soup

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Point Lobos Paths

Last Fall, my church's Scouts and I went hiking.

A few miles north of Big Sur’s coast,
There is a forested park much to our liking.

Point Lobos is the nature preserve that I love most.

The beauty there is supernal, beyond description.

We chose our trails with maps and compasses,
And practiced local plant identification.

I pointed out Monterey Pines and Cypresses.

For a time we climbed a steep inclination.

We looked down into a cove, home of sea otters,
From a viewpoint near the old whalers’ station.

We climbed through a cleft worn down by waters.

That Saturday outing wasn’t a total disaster.

The boys passed tasks to advance in ranks.
Life doesn’t get much better for an old Scoutmaster.

Lastly, to the Great Spirit we all gave thanks.

For Goethe Stanzas contest

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Dragon's Breath

The dragon's breath upon my cheek Comes to spoil the quiet that I seek Gone the peace that night may grant All my dreams now quickly disenchant Blow your fire upon my aching breast There is a greater pain I can attest You are no more than a jester's tale Yet on the dragon's love I will impale ....
1/30/13 Mythological Animal contest

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Husband beetle gets  home late 
Not just at seven but well after eight
Wife asks, what’s your excuse
For being  on the loose?

Well,  I just got inside a window pane
And couldn’t get back out again
I  guess  I  musta  dozed
Cos when I woke up it was closed
Then  a  cat began to push me
And a little boy tried to squash me
Then a girl scooped me up with paper
And ended my indoor caper
She put me outside in the rain
So then I came home again
And that’s it,  my sweet,
All I can do is repeat.

She said, well if I had a penny 
For each time my antennae
Have picked up that story, honey, 
We’d build a new house  with  the money.

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When describing bad behavior 
Or even a law breaker

The worst epithet humans think for those not admirable
Is to place on the miscreant a label of ANIMAL

He's an ANIMAL they'll squeal
As if animal describes an inmate from hell 

On this green earth after all the rantings and railings
Never was an animal who behaved with any human failings

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Silent Partners


For a friends advice how far would you walk
Friends are often the ones who dont talk
It's no coincidence man's best friend doesn't speak
What kind of world would such havoc wreak 
You have his trust love and attention 


There are things he would not mention
His counsel is kept in strict confidence 
Silence is his not one uttered sentence
No better friend to have than a dog
Unlike humans he's quiet as a log
Another good listener not talker of course
Would be none other than one silent horse
Who listens to problems troubles and woes
Only a flick of the ear showing what he knows
He keeps what is heard in sworn allegiance 
and payment is only a very small pittance
This would be just a scratch on the ears
An equitable payment for all he hears
What one should know or know it ought 
Such love is the cheapest thing never bought


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Who I Seek

Who I Seek

When O'Henry our cat is one who I seek
We can always tell by his variable squeak
Which he does instead of going meow
Thought of it himself from out of the blue.

Now O'Henry when we are often seeking
Look forward to hearing his horrible squeaking
Likes licking body so off things won't fall
That turn out becoming a big hairball.

Is always highly attentive as he nears
Seeing his stuck up and pointed ears
Wiggle back and forth in every direction
Can cats actually have a lose connection?

James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran

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Forsaking Hope

An Angel stalked my better-half through my mind
Questioning our flawless design

Angel: "What is a beast if you grant it introspection?"
Man: "It's still an animal, yet closer to imperfection."

"What is a dog with no will to live?"
"A dog with a will always has hope to give."

"But dogs cannot contemplate, they simply are."
"Yet humans can, is it an improvement or a scar?"

"Undying love is a gift you bear!"
"What good is it when it hurts to care?"

"That is the beauty of woman and man!"
"But what is it, what truth is there to understand?"

"That is for God to tell"
"If our questions go unheard, I'm glad we fell."

"You've only fallen if you fail to see."
"I don't see god, but I can feel the animal in me."

"You would deny your God given status?"
"If God made us so great, then why can't we kill the bestial urges inside us?"

"Some people dwell closer to sin."
"Yet none of us can handle the animal within."

"I cannot help you if you can't agree."
"Only if I agree you will set me free?"

"Only with the glory of God can we save you and your kind."
"You cannot help me, you are just within my mind."

With that the Angel fell dead
The man stared calmly toward nothing and shot himself in the head

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Noah and the Unicorns

A unicorn couple was admiring Noah's new boat
But were concerned the darn thing wouldn't float...

So they decided to go on down to take a  look
And met Noah, who was writing names in a book...

He asked if they wanted to cruise on a 40 day deal
They hesitated, reminding Noah that they were not real...

"My friends, we are all in need of a bit of a dream.
Come with us, In my heart you are what you seem"...

So the rain came down and it flooded the land
And the ark and animals were saved as God planned

Unicorns are part of our dreams to this day
So...if you
look closely at rainbows, you may see them at play....

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Looking down on animals because with mouths 
they don't talk
Is human arrogance is which happens a lot

It brings out how short sighted humans can be
Animal intelligence is beyond what humans can see

Animals communicate with just a flick of the tail or eyes
Their communication skills humans can't even surmise

The natural world humans left long ago
Caring only about new movies or a TV show

Nature for humans is a foreign word to most
Forgetting planet Earth is where Mother 
Nature's the host

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I'm just a dog abandoned alone
I never had much now everything's gone
Not my intention to cause the world pain
Being someone's dog was my hope to gain
I only wanted to be a friend
Now I travel a road without end
People ignore me or look with disdain 
This brings to me a heart filled with pain 
To humans I'm just a problem or trouble 
Since my presence intrudes on their bubble
I can be swept up and it's good riddance
No one cares it's not on their conscience.  
We are forgotten in this world we live in
But upon one time dogs were man's best friend


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wings of air

I gazed far above the sky,
wondering how the birds soar so high.

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Gravy With Mushroom for Bride and Groom

Gravy with Mushroom for Bride and Groom

Where the river broke, there was a branch
Which was all part of a big ranch
And if you were to look on either side
Cattle were seen and cowboys shouted rawhide.

For a long time, they all did ride
In lovely area which they did abide
And every morning horses were mounted
So all of the cattle could be counted.

That evening all the cows settled down
And the next day were homeward bound
As size of herd continued to increase
On life again they had a new lease.

After eating much food for fodder
Went to a house which is called slaughter
So we could have a juicy, rare steak
Along with a potato that they did bake.

They took pride in their piece of meat
But you can forget pickled pigs feet
At first meal eaten by bride and groom
Had great gravy mixed with mushroom.

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Hares and heirs

The higher the fecundity of hares, 
the worse the chance to reconcile their heirs.

Volodymyr Knyr

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Peter's Transmogrification

Petey's chillin', that La-Z-Boy
Gulpin' Big his refreshing joy
swellin' swell his bellied pot
chillin', thrilling, harey sot

fast-food's bagged, the carton void
Pete's tummy growls a bit annoyed
paper's crumpled and tossed aside
McGregor's garden done gone deep-fried

smartly grasping his cell phone
so he's not alone, when all alone
paws kicked up he's nearly prone
kickin' back his chillin' zone

blue jacket became a red T-shirt
athletic-style that might exert
but rest a minute, take off them treads
and matching headband for forehead

whether stylin' cool or stylin' hot
nothin's stylin' like doin' squat
sista's pleadin' "get off yo ass!
outta that chair an' grip a grasp!"

Mopsy rants loud to no avail
an' so do Flopsy and Cotton-tail
chillin' Pete ignores their behest
relaxin's what ol' Pete does best

remembering that ol' gal B. Potter
sloth feels great but hadn't oughter
all those tales should cut 'im slack
over exertion might make a heart attack

© Goode Guy 2014-02-21

inspired from Suzanne's wonderful sketch at ODU art department showing 2014-02-20

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The Spanish moss hangs all over the bayou swamp
Water is cold and damp
The misty haze covers the air
The alligator hunter is in his tiny boat in middle of nowhere

Suddenly crocodiles surround his boat
He has hard time to keep afloat
He has fallen into the water that is damp
In the middle of eerie swamp

Road to the boat is through alligator jaws
And sharp flesh tearing claws
He swims in other direction 
And he finds refuge on the tree for protection

Crocodiles surround the tree
He can’t be there for infinity
Time draws out like a blade
He might starve leaving only memory which will fade

But for a moment he is safe in the tree
But he starts to wonder if to die here is his destiny
Suddenly he hears heart stopping roar
Something strange comes up from ground floor

Half alligator half man
Comes out of his skeleton filled den with a plan
Parlangua climbs up the tree
And there is no place for hunter to flee

But he can jump to another tree
From there to his boat and that how it turns out to be
As he leaves bayou behind he will see
Something that forever will be in his soul’s memory

The skies turn into a vortex of red porcelain colored light
If it wasn’t so frightening to an eye would be delight
Thunder roars like someone was skinning live cat
Supernatural storm above swamp reminds him of recent threat

The trees whisper as they cast shadow created by moons’ light
This is truly an eerie night
The dream chemical of pure energy, the storm gives nightmare mass
It is as real as you or I but Parlangua is nightmare of its own class

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Meander and Great Gander

Meander and Great Gander

Writing poems and playing a guitar
My soul never scare or leave a scar
Even though some say I'm a rising star
Love hearing me play from off way far

Poems of my personality are an extension
May remove all of your anal retention
Reading my poems is always so much fun
Until off to bathroom body will have to run

Lately, have you ever heard of humoristic
Like a humorist who has gone ballistic
Behind poems and jokes likely will lurk
Something about a jerk who went berserk

If politically correct and into it must meander
Look at grunting goose behind a big gander
Who cussed after causing a meager mishap
So person behind would step in a pile of crap

James Thomas Horn

PS. I'll drink to that
And should've bought a cat.
Also, ho-ho-ho-ho-ho
That was I who told you so.

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Three  pigs and mummy pigette so pretty
There was peace in pork city -
It was all fine until she re-married some grunter
Some boar from the village, a hunter,
Drunken  tough guy with one tusk,
Lurching about from dawn to dusk:
The kids suddenly became step  piglets,
No longer mum’s  wee starlets,
And all of a sudden the trough
For everybody wasn’t big enough.
And it was pigball on tv  Saturday afternoons
Instead of the  other channel’s pigtoons; 
No washing in the mudpond your piggy face
His huge hams took up all the space;
The kids were soon achin’
To turn him into bacon;
They didn’t want to endure him in their cottage -
Simply to cure him into sausage,
To  see a  shining  fork 
Filled with step-dad pork.
So they asked  a  wolf so big and bad
To  come one day and eat the step-dad.
But the pigs would soon regret this move
As the huff-and-puff episode would clearly prove:
Wolfie now had a taste for pigmeat, 
And considered it a special meal treat.
So unless you have no alternatives
Never ask a wolf to eat your relatives.

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A Walarus Who Was A Blond

A Walrus Who Was a Blond

All of the moments started to get tense

Watching Wilson the Walrus have a rinse

After, his new color he had grown fond;

He was no longer grey and became a blond.

Chuckle, chuckle. 

So you fill in the blanks. How do you like 

my original idea. Pretty cool, Huh???

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The true story of the American west
Is one of killing field slaughters and 
The bison killers worked day and night
They were all busier than a kennel full 
of dogs in heat
The bison had never seen anything 
equaling this
And therefore knew nothing of how to 
Their bodies piled up on prairies by the 
While human beings continued their 
Humans had no thought about an animal's 
Mention of such would have laughed them 
into a slop bowl
This all points out a basic flaw in the nature 
of man
The evidence was there since man's time on 
earth began
Animals to Man are just mechanized bodies 
of meat and fur
Causing no lapse of conscience for killings 
humans incur
But human beings think to improve Mother 
Nature's rules
What they forget is this mother suffers no fools
When Man becomes comfortable in his unnatural 
Then mother will send earthquakes and floods to 
level Man flat