Don Johnson Poet Rhyme

Went Back

Went back to 1480,
 to see Leonardo of the Vince,
Went to understand, the blunder,
 tilting of the windmills, maybe pinch,
Don Quixote, did resist,

So I went off in a hurry,
He was getting on me quince,
Sancho Painza,  Poncin, Panchet,
Wanted curry on his mince,
This time? 

Leo he was busy, 
Mona’s funny little smile,
Till I tripped upon her gizzard,
So he put away the lizard, 
Got as cold as the blizzard,
An I heard the word, bathardi
Red neck nuns, were not his style

 Lee now cutting up cadavers,
it was my time to leave,
seemed  furious, hot as Java,
so I sprang on me Time/Horse,
flashed back to Preconceive.

Don Johnson 7-Aug-11

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Elizabeth Wesley August 7, 2011 at 10:21 PM I thought this was hilarious. You did a great job on the verse and weaving all the ancients into it.

Nancy Jones August 7, 2011 at 7:14 PM ps... and "minced curry" now THERE's food for thought.

Nancy Jones August 7, 2011 at 7:11 PM Don Q's such a pushover, dontcha think?... (oh.. and redneck nuns, assuming they're there for the spirit of the thang, are AWESOMEly stylin') Don Johnson August 7, 2011 at 7:21 PM Old Don keeps a ducking, but the wind sails sure do get him, poor old fellow is a fencing, insanity does beckon, but manful keeps a charging cos he has to win ya know Don Johnson August 7, 2011 at 7:17 PM thoughts n flow n woe-betow, chuckles are the thing, a catching nought as on i go, me sprang has sprung from spring. y/no:) no rain here:)

Russell Sivey August 7, 2011 at 6:39 PM Loved the hidden meanings there...especially the "Red neck nuns, were not his style"!! Clever!