Best Andy Poems
andy comes in campbell cans
tomato soup black, white, and red
squeezed out pop until it bled
art is all in andy's head
andy do you dare to dream
pinks and yellows, blues and greens
the day you popped onto the scene
do you know just what i mean
marilyn's golden in her day
elvis skates in figure eight's
64 the riot race
moon museum from outer space
andy smokes the cigarettes
andy crosses his long legs
yellow hair on top his head
is your 15 minutes up my friend
andy's made it all so clear
andy drew so we could hear
it has been too many years
andy can you paint my tears
Today. Repost
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Meeting Andy Gibb: Today is His Birthday
Some moments in life we just
cannot totally recall,
Like rapid moving waters one sees
in a waterfall.
But meeting Andy, I will
cherish and remember.
His eyes, his smile, far more
than warm and tender.
I can't think of another soul,
so glowing, bright and beautiful.
Oh, how I want so to make a
picture,
Of this singer gone much too
soon!
His demeanor, so gloriously
blissful.
I was blessed enough to touch
his hand, and that
smile indeed, so loving.
I had no intention of giving
him a gift.
But I felt in that time-moment,
I was en route to heaven on
a starry chariot!
With no reason or rhyme,
my visor with sparkling,
Multi colored lights~ I
suddenly gave to Andy!
He was as pleased as punch.
Just before getting into his limo
for lunch,
He turned, smiled and spoke:
"Thank you Mate!.
On the Southern California beaches,
this sure will come in handy".
Today is Andy Gibb's birthday,
Bet you anything he's singing
away with a sparkling visor, on God's
holy moon.
By angels, serving him a large,
sumptuous buffet.
With his brothers, very close beside him.
Humming a tune.
In memory of Andy Gibb
With love from~
Panagiota
Reposted 3/20/2019
Some moments in life we just
cannot recall,
Like rapid moving waters one sees
in a waterfall.
But meeting Andy, I will
cherish and remember.
His eyes, his smile, far more
than warm and tender.
I can't think of another soul,
so glowing, bright and beautiful.
Oh, how I want so to make a
picture,
Of this singer gone much too
soon!
His demeanor, so gloriously
blissful.
I was blessed enough to touch
his hand, and that
smile indeed, so loving.
I had no intention of giving
him a gift.
But I felt in that time-moment,
I was en route to heaven on
a starry chariot!
With no reason or rhyme,
my visor with sparkling,
Multi colored lights~ I
suddenly gave to Andy!
He was as pleased as punch.
Just before getting into his limo
for lunch,
He turned, smiled and spoke:
"Thank you Mate!.
On the Southern California beaches,
this sure will come in handy".
Today is Andy Gibb's birthday,
Bet you anything he's singing
away with a sparkling visor, on God's
holy moon.
By angels, serving him a large,
sumptuous buffet.
With his brothers, very close beside him.
Humming a tune.
In memory of Andy Gibb
With love from~
Panagiota
3/5/2019
Andy dressed up in a costume
to do tricks for his treats.
He stept outside and tripped,
on the tail of his monkey suit.
The kids laughed and pointed.
Poor Andy ran away ,
no candy in hand.
Unique newsman Andy Rooney,
did not look like a George Clooney;
beetling brows grew too much hair,
verbalist extraordinaire.
Copyright, May 17, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
Ben Matlock is an excellent criminal attorney.
He has gone back to find his roots recently.
The tracks he was following led him to Mayberry.
The sheriff Andy Taylor has stark familiarity.
Barney Fife is the name of Andy’s deputy.
Andy has a son by the name of Opie.
Their lives would not be complete without Aunt Bee.
Well, here is a sobering dose of reality:
Mr. Griffith has entered another phase of immortality.
Andy Griffith
(1926-2012)
Andy meets Sandy
Sitting among the crowed of workers
Awaiting the arrival of his Excellency
The executive governor of the promise land
The promise keeper;
I beheld angel, with a dark brown eyes
Conspicuously hidden among the crowd
I was overwhelmed by the beauty of her dark brown eyes
She looked so pretty and angelic as she stared beyond the crowd;
When I couldn’t take it again, I moved to her side.
Her dark brown hair shone in the sun light,
Her skin was soft as the velvet clothe
When I asked her name, she said sandy in a sweet melodious voice.
O sandy, don’t leave my side, don’t leave me alone,
O sandy I love you..... Don’t leave me alone.
Have got a big heart that can fill your love.
As long as I live I will always love you....
As she leaves my side to meet her friend,
I wrote her a love panegyric poem
I panegyrize Sweet sandy,
Then she collected the poem and wrote thank you Andy.
For; Sandy Joy
~Ann and Andy Drogynous~
(sung to the tune of ‘Mister and Mississippi’)
She would wear a pantsuit
He wore a pink beret
Ann and Andy Drogynous
Had a neuter way.
I’d love to have their bathroom
My odor would improve
Their towels could be hanging
As paintings at the Louvre.
Oh, he would do the ironing,
Her hair does need a comb.
Ann and Andy Drogynous
Re-modeled my old home.
Until I heard them talking
I thought that he was she
Ann and Andy Drogynous
Sang alto with a glee.
He’ll be watching ‘Housewifes’
While she field dresses deer
He’ll be eating tofu
And she’ll be drinking beer.
Oh, he would do the ironing,
Her hair does need a comb.
Ann and Andy Drogynous
Re-modeled my old home.
Yesterday I had a beer
In a place that was near
Soft light and music filled
The sight of you left me thrilled
Your name I did not know
But oh I loved your body so
Thick but lean, muscled and tanned
What a fine specimen of a man
I sat and sipped and watched all night
At lips that promised sheer delight
Of arms that could capture me
Unbridled passion now set free
Your eyes blue grey with such depth
Languid lust that silently crept
Arousal concealed under shadow of lash
Upon Love's shore I yearned to crash
Someone said your name aloud
I heard it float through the crowd
Andrew they said your name to be
Randy Andy I hoped to me
Randy Andy with hair so fair
Magnetism that caused all to stare
A body made for hands to explore
Leaving me yearning and needing more
I decided to try and attract you
So up beside you to give you a view
For such was the ache inside off me
Begging loudly for you to set it free
You turned your head and found my eyes
As if you suddenly heard my cries
Reaching out you touched my hand
Lust's fire burned and did so expand
I was so focused on your sexy lips
As you gently moved your fingertips
Lost I was in your touch
I wanted you so very much
So imagine my shock when you spoke
In that high pitched little girl croak
I shook my head, I didn't believe
Your voice did so absolutely deceive
My beautiful sexy dream of a man
Had a voice as scratchy as a old tin can
Lust took off and went straight to bed
Reality quickly raced through my head
If that wasn't bad enough you see
Your breath stunk and your IQ was three
Within a minute I knew you were a Neanderthal
Clearly visible even through all the alcohol
It shook me from my dreamy reverie
What had I been thinking anyway
To fall for someone from afar
Is like wishing on a blessed star
For wishes rarely turn out to be
What you thought you wanted to see
So now I know the right thing to do
Look past the looks to the inside and true
Ah Randy Andy I thought you were the one
In you I saw the rising sun
But once it shone, I found the glare
Way to harsh to sit and stare
So now my search begins anew
To find love within my view
But I will always look deeper within
For someone to spend my years in sin
I went out with a boy called Andy
Whose tipple was Courvoisier Brandy
He was a typical bloke ~~~
But whilst drunk, he groped ~~~~
For the Brandy had turned this boy randy
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And, as I began to play the tune, the power of the words from my song, “There is Healing in His Hands”, miracles began to happen all over the sanctuary and so I just continued to sing. The first announced miracle was a young mother who brought her baby son over to grandpa. The baby had been born with a skin disease. He had a severe rash all his tiny little body but now, his skin was all clear and smooth the way a baby’s skin should be. Before she sat down, a man with severe heart disease felt warmth come across his heart and then he noticed his heart beat was totally normal. One man who had no bladder and was wearing a bag, all of a sudden felt the urge he had to go to the bathroom and when he did, the bag was not unattached and he was able to use the bathroom normally. A blind woman who had come with her unsaved husband received her sight; she had been blind for 10 years. After she received her sight, her husband broke down and cried, “I believe, I believe, Jesus I believe in You now! He knelt down and accepted Him into his life at that moment! A crippled man got up and out of his wheelchair, he had been injured in the Korean War and was hospitalized for many months. He had been in a wheelchair ever since he was released from the Veteran’s Hospital and now, he was running, not walking, but running around the sanctuary. We had one Viet Nam veteran that had lost most of his right arm and injured his left hand and the Lord put his arm back on him and fixed his injured hand! Praise God!!!
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I'm a blue bee
Honeysuckle rose
Am I just a blue bee
I'm a black bee
Honeysuckle rose
Am I just a black bee
I'm black and blue
Honey; in my night
Will you ever see me
Andy the Handyman
Andy was cleverly skilled at his art
he built mechanical things part by part
Andy worked all the time couldn’t stop it
but the wife would blast off like a rocket.
He couldn’t understand the dramatics
when he built a carriage in the garage
The wife said it was a bloomin’ disgrace
she didn’t want it taking up the space.
His carriage was left there to rot and rust
the poor thing never even got a dust
Andy thought he’d have to leave it to trust
that someone, somewhere may think it a must.
Andy’s wife left long before the carriage
said she’d had just enough of the marriage
Was Andy pleased, did he really care
she had just answered his secret prayer.
The wife never gave him a moment’s peace
was always getting under Andy’s feet
Now Andy enjoys life living his dream
constructing a super flying machine.
2nd September 2021
I hear you smile, the sweetest creases it brings
Just like reverberation from the finest strings
I gasp in awe, not to miss a moment
Craving to keep myself in containment
Memory lapses and flashes are outdone
From the greatest downfall I will shun
To see that that beam intrude into nix
Facing the shame I will not affix
Unlawful scourge that has begotten thee
I scamper away to cease to see
That nuisance of simpler I hate to miss
I hope you smile when you’re reading this
© Robin Alexander Mayoralgo
~ Rob's an awesome friend of mine. This poem was something he made for me. He isn't a member but I am so
proud of him and I just want to share this to everyone. Enjoy.
One Day Barney Fife was practicing his quick draw.
He accidentally shot Thelma Lou, he broke the law.
Andy had no choice but to put Barney in jail.
But Andy let Barney out when he said he had a crop of marijuana to sell.
Barney offered Andy a fifty-fifty deal.
But Andy wanted it all, he decided to steal.
He shot poor Barney and dumped his body in Myers Lake.
Andy became furious when he learned the marijuana was fake.
The crop of marijuana turned out to be oregano.
Andy was arrested and jail was where he had to go.
Andy will be pounding rocks for the rest of his days.
The Sheriff soon learned that crime doesn't pay.