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McGarrett Meets Totoro

Steve McGarrett ate a carrot, With a parrot as a pet, When he stopped to catch a ferret, At a local launderette. Well, he had to grin and bear it, When the ferret, as a foe, Had the gall to greet McGarrett, With a ferret body blow. "What's the matter, Steve McGarrett, Said the ferret, as he fell, If you scatter with a hair net, And a dab of V-0 gell." Steve McGarrett knew the ferret, Had a parrot-hungry face, So he tried to chase and wear it, For the parrot to embrace. "Don't you know, Steve McGarrett, That a ferret is a fink, When you try to kill and wear it, And the creature starts to stink?" At the moment, Steve McGarrett, Was distracted by the row, Then a bunny rabbit's carrot, Made a funny kind of blow. Well, McGarrett knew the carrot, Was a dare-it kind of throw, So he gave the silly Parrott, As a present for Dan-O. And he left to catch the rabbit, In a carrot patch that grew, For the rabbit-killing habit, Of a Five-O killing crew. But the pace, by Steve McGarrett, Was a sorry sight to see, And he jiggled with a carrot, In the course of history. When McGarrett made a fumble, On the path to victory, Then he took a major tumble, Down the hollow of a tree. To be continued . . .

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Date: 2/19/2024 11:04:00 AM
With this (series of) poems you’re going to have to……..”Book ‘em Bryan”. :) Cheers - Gary
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Date: 3/1/2024 10:13:00 AM
Thank you Gary. I've been hospitalized with an infection and dealing with other matters and neglected my Soup. Thanks for sticking with me. I think I've been blacklisted by the Soup community, ha ha! With few exceptions, I never hear from anyone but you. I wish somebody would send me an email to say: Bryan, we hate you because you live in Utah, have nine wives, are politically incorrect, your poetry rhymes, you ain't nothin' but a scum suckin', boot lickin', drop kickin', gut grindin', nail bitin', glue sniffin'. scab pickin', butt scratchin', egg hatchin', sleazy, smelly, pepper bellied, dirty, lousy, rotten, stinkin', freak, pencil neck geek! Admittedly, most of that is true. Well, Gary, I need to go and read some poems. Take care, Bryan.

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