Express Owl
There's a shilling in the cellar
There's a killer who's a sham
There's a miller with that feller
In a dilly of a jam
There's a tiger on the telly
There's a Schweiger in a pram
Have some jelly for your belly
Have a lager on the tram.
There's an eager beaver Billy
With a meager bit of ham
There's a nelly being silly
With his bigger butterclam
There's a winner getting thinner
And a swimmer at the dam
There's a finger in your dinner
And a film about the Lamb.
There's a limey and a lubber
Wearing slimy slippers, ma'am
There's some blubber on your topper
Here's a scrubber for the yam
There's a stopper in the pepper
There's a leper name of Sam
There's a pauper with a mopper
And a copperheaded ram.
There are posies for the nosies
There stands Moses shouting "Damn!"
Rubber hoses spray your toeses
Brother Joseph had to scram
As I yammer "Where's the hammer?"
So I stammer "Fiddle-fam!"
While the mummer all the summer
Starts to wonder where I am.
This could go on forever
But I'd rather take a breather
Let me blather and-or-either
As I read my Mildred Cram.
The nonsense poem "Express Owl" first appeared in DAISY ZOO AND OTHER PUNK-ASS NONSENSE (2017). I've a few copies tucked aside, contact me if you give a darn.
Copyright © Jessica Amanda Salmonson | Year Posted 2018
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