Best Clint Poems
Clint Eastwood
Star of Hollywood.
"Go ahead, make my day,"
Is something he might say.
3/10/15
Aging Actor Clint Eastwood,
Hadn’t really understood
That the president wasn’t there,
As he talked to an empty chair.
For a fistful of dollars,
I'd write a new 'happy birthday.'
For a few dollars more.
I'd even write the score.
To avoid dirty Harry,
the good, the bad, and the ugly, I'd marry.
And for the man with no name,
I'd most likely, do the same!
Tom Higgins
Whatever charector he plays is always good.
He's my cowboy his name is Clint Eastwood.
He's quick at the draw and got an evil eye.
If you do him wrong he'll shoot until you die.
A cowboy he plays is his best.
I think he's better at it then the rest.
…….
Pangie….
Adores Dirty Harry movies, his mouth
like a wrench.
And he has no trouble finding,a most
sexy wench!
Sticks to his principles, evil people have
no chance.
Ah, but only if he were real, criminals could
stop their death dance.
What a mantra he has, “ Go ahead, make
my day!”
Thieves would not have their disgustinginly
free, shooting forays.
People so proud to not own a TV anymore.
Satellite dishes provide a window to the
universe galore.
Nor would murderers walk and kill with delight.
His 44 Magnum would end their thefts, killings
and fights.
Too bad, these days, we have no strong,macho
Dirty Harry.
Afraid police are to use brute force,
The result~ our beloved ~ones we bury.
The jails are emptied, filling our streets
with human lice!
Instead the funky mayor of New York is.
more concerned about rats and mice!
Dead humans in NYC, in morgues or on the
streets, with Yankee baseball hats!
Oh how I wish all police take all killers, to
the mat!
Behind bars, is where violent people do
belong.
These cities filled with murder are truly
not a free county’s song!
Tribute to Clint Eastwood,American Actor.
~~Drama and Spaghetti Westerns……
12/2/2022
His hair starting to recede,
his lips a thin line,
his hands always carrying a gun,
he's got Clint Eastwood eye's,
He'll turn the tables on you,
you had better think twice,
either giving you a punch,
or rolling you like your dice,
And he'll sneeze at you,
just to tease you,
says' "you better freeze or I'll shoot you"
he's ferocious,
and he knows just what it takes to make a pro run,
he's got a Dirty Harry 45 magnum at his side,
he's got Clint Eastwood eye's,
He's either good, bad, or ugly,
you can take your pick,
starring in spaghetti westerns,
most of which turned out to be hits,
And he'll stare at you
and he'll glare at you,
squinting because of all the crime hullaballoo,
running after all the bad guys,
while you sit in your easy chair and eat your buttered popcorn,
he's aged a bit which is a crime,
yet he's still got Clint Eastwood eyes!
11-15-16
Mr Clint Eastwood, one top dollar guy
Other film makers just watch him and sigh
With back catalogues they can sit back and rest on
Our Clint has released a brand new neo-western
Cry Macho’s the title, I’ve not seen it yet
But it will be ‘wicked’ on that you can bet
My wife said that cowboy is ninety years old
He won’t stampede horses he won’t dig for gold
I told her I don’t know what it’s all about
But Hollywood know how will figure it out
Maybe he’ll shoot folk and watch them all die
And then tell his nurse he can’t remember why
That one time gunslinger, occasional singer
Gets on screen come ons from each passing humdinger
There’s cheroots and liquor, yet what he wants most
A box of viagra… he might need a gross
I mean no offence to that great fellow, Clint
Who gets propositioned by each passing bint
If my ridicule seems a tad over zealous
Don’t worry, Clint… it’s just that I’m jealous!
I have never met him
but I knew him through
movie and newspapers.
His talent was beyond his
age and his paintings
broke all the rules in
this world.
If he was alive he would
have been the pride of the
country and to the world.
His lost is not only for his
parents but for the whole.
With his few paintings he
marked his talent to this world.
All colours of the world is
waiting for him and no one
yet borne similar to him
Clint Eastwood
hard to believe he played a cowboy called the good
then fought crime and made the bad guys pay
and said go ahead and make my day
GO AHEAD, MAKE MY DAY!*
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There once was a squirrel named Clint,
who lived in tree branches in Eastwood near Flint.
With an armored tank near,
he ruled without fear,
for in Eastwood, with his reign Clint was content.
The rabbits did quake in their burrows,
while Clint fired acorns like arrows.
“Your cheese is certainly no match,
for my tank’s bulletproof with a perfect hatch.
Remember, I’m king of these woodsy meadows!”
So, if you should wander through Flint,
and see Clint with his tank beat up and bent,
just remember this tale,
of nutty squirrel with acorns to impel,
who fancied himself a powerful prince!