Don Johnson Poet Rhyme

Gander Wants a Goose

oh deer how *****,
wimmen problems slide,
 the gander wants the goose,
better seeming be tonguetied,
then let the wrong words loose,
ive tried ...n fried ...now footloose..
whats the use :( poor ol Johnson tried. 9-aug-11

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Elizabeth Wesley August 9, 2011 at 10:23 PM Don, I love your crazy verse, it swings with wonderful humor and leaves me laughing.

Kabuteng P.Ink K. August 9, 2011 at 3:17 AM ah yes, sometimes it might be just wise to keep one's thoughts to themselves than to feel shot down but yup, if you never try then you'll never know? Don Johnson August 9, 2011 at 4:15 AM at great support , soup wants for naught the feedback can't be plainer:) me mates the poetic don't fall short, maniacs are on retainer... loves yez:) Don

Carolyn Devonshire August 9, 2011 at 1:53 AM I don't think the two sexes will ever understand each other, Don. The goose wants the gander too, but neither animal knows the right approach to the other. Cool poem! Love, Carolyn Don Johnson August 9, 2011 at 2:18 AM Yes a very good point you make, the battle of the sexes, when i tangle with the chickuita sort, me good luck gets some hexes.. love, Don

Joe Maverick August 9, 2011 at 1:40 AM Just check'n on ya Don, keep your damper & dry, it'll soon be time for another try..

Francine Roberts August 9, 2011 at 1:01 AM women problems again Don? oh well it seems to give you inspiration Don Johnson August 9, 2011 at 1:10 AM Francine my sweet, my dream girl neat, when do we get together? yes of course id love to meet, ole pacafic ocean bleats, all possibilities, are, whether?

Russell Sivey August 8, 2011 at 11:49 PM Hmmmm...where have I heard this one before? A great write, I do like the fact that my poem inspired this one...but there's one thing, your poem is better than mine!! Great job!! Don Johnson August 9, 2011 at 1:06 AM the old brain got tickled by your poem, words drove your emotions home, mine aint better, go n see. Russell Sivey rocks , there goes he:)