Best Comic Strip Poems
Lil Abner
There was never a feature in all the world,
Like "Lil Abner" for chasing the blues,
It takes this romantic comic strip,
To really make the news!
I'm always quite excited when our
"Press" lands against the door,
To see if "Lil Abner",
Is alive and well once more!
Every venture he undertakes,
I trot along too!
For in my imagination,
We find lots of things to do!
Now you may not agree with me
On a comic strip so small,
But "Lil Abner" still remains,
My "favorite" of them all. . .
"Keynote"
"hand me your keys,"
she says smiling coolly
into his breeze
throwing getaway notes
out the window
the sharp beaked blackbirds
flee scurrilously
back where they belong
in the past,
broken behind
their token barriers
Heckle 'n Jeckle
Comic strip characters
yapping their disappointment
on a telephone line
singin' as always
their sad ol' songs
she laughs,
"move over, I'll take the driver's seat,
I'll turn your engine on"
(LadyLabyrinth/2021)
"The Uncertain Smile" / The The (Matt Johnson)
https://youtu.be/5bErFXjUGvQ
"Peeling
the skin back
from my eyes
I felt surprised
That the time
on the clock
was the time
I usually retired
To the place
where I cleared
my head of you
But just for today
I think I'll lie here
and dream of you"
keynote.
;)
way too cheeky...
LYRICS/ "The Uncertain Smile", The The
https://genius.com/The-the-uncertain-smile-lyrics
amor vincit omnia.
"The lunatic, the lover, and the poet are of imagination all compact."
Midsummer Night's Dream.
Hippolyta.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hippolyta
Theseus - Hipployta.
https://www.enotes.com/homework-help/what-does-theseus-mean-when-he-claims-that-lover-226273
For forty-three years Lil Abner ignored the voluptuous Daisy Mae
In Al Capp’s comic strip about the good folks of Dogpatch USA
I remember as a child thinking all women should look like she.
And wondering why he had no interest; was he not a real he?
The hillbillies in the comic strip delighted the world over.
They had hunting dogs and rifles, and moonshine made of clover.
Granny was short but tough, no one dared cross that old crone.
I loved the entire concept including Jubilation T. Cornpone.
Dragon has left the winter behind; but’s still wound up & flighty as a bat.
He’s in competition with a friend, to be more creative than Dear old Jack.
He wants to make Dragon concrete art, for with Jack Ellison, to compete!
If Jack can do 1700 poems, he won’t rest until 1700 statues, are complete.
He already sells concrete Dragon footprints, popular wherever he goes.
We use them as stepping-stones on our land, everywhere, you know!
First he wants a leaning tower of Dragon, to help scare away our moles.
Then a Dragon Colosseum, within which to practice... our Ninja Trolls.
Next a splash pool you can walk thru, with Dragons to touch and to hold.
He’ll build the Great Wall of Dragon, complete with a kiddy slide, I’m told!
Another idea is a Statue of Liberty Dragon with music coming from inside.
All of it patriotic, as sung by our illustrious and greatly talented Troll choir.
Then Dragon street lamps, to light up & make life safer, throughout the lands!
The Mayor said he could make all this into a new tourist ‘Dragon Land’.
Disney World ‘Eat your heart out!’ We truly DO know, where IT is truly at!
But Dragon balked at being made a comic strip character at first, how sad!
But we told him Super Heroes are in comic books, throughout ALL the land.
Now he will become, ‘Dragon with a D’, of course, with lots of adoring fans.
If you want to be in his comics, Holler ‘HELP’! I’ll write you in, like a pro!
Between exploring his new escapades, he’ll be making his own statues, so...
Yea! He’s doing untold number of poses, to be put in…The City Park!
This should make the Sheriff of Crazyland, simply… Happy as a Lark!
We’ll start with a Dragon Festival there, with Dragon dances everywhere.
Firemen Welcome as Parade floats of Paper Dragons, dance as they sail by!
Dragon sees himself as a Super-dillious-ish Hero, as his stories spin each day!
But Dragon as a comic book figure? Naw! He can’t picture it… No Way!
So we’ll just have to keep that part to ourselves, as sparks fall on his parade.
For you simply have to remember that... REALITY is NOT his thing!
Written 5-21-2015
I would like to do an interview with you, "OK what are your questions but don't make me blue." How do you like being Jon's best friend, "he makes me laugh and we will be best friends until the end." Garfield you don't like animal food~wet or dry, "Yuk~I am a doughnut~pizza~lasagna kind of a guy." That is not good for you in real-life, "so~I will die enjoying my life." Why are you so lazy, "really~~I love being in rest mode~is that so crazy." "Are we almost done," just a couple more questions for fun. What do you think of Liz, "she is a really nice lady~Jon should be nicer than he is." "Pooky it is time for a doughnut and a nap,"
I guess this interview is now over with a wrap.
Date Written:2/1/2022
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Note: Garfield The Comic Strip Cat.
The cat in a fur coat that thinks he is a people.
a conversation with a fictional character
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One day in mid June, in far off Rangoon.
The hand drawn baboon, a comic cartoon,
Was flown to the moon, by hot air balloon.
Then late afternoon, while in his pontoon.
A massive monsoon, blew like a typhoon.
He fired his harpoon, what's next! sometime soon.
4/ 28/ 2017.
( The last adventure of baboon continued )
With Mayday maroon, tied to his galoon
He ditched his cardoon, but ate the dried prune.
It was oppotune, with some good fortune.
He missed a sand dune, and surfed the lagoon.
Then with a soup spoon, rowed home to Cancun.
He now plays basoon, in some old saloon.
This was added after the contest was judged.
The first of May twenty seventeen.
"The Kitty and the Bunny" is a children's song, sung to the tune of "Pop! Goes the
Weasel".
'Round and 'round the dogwood tree
Kitty chased the Easter Bunny,
'Til Bunny tossed an egg
That broke Kitty's leg;
And Kitty cried, "This game ain't fun-ny!".
Bonus activity: Give children some crayons and paper and have them turn this poem into a comic strip. Tell them you would use four boxes for your comic strip: one showing Kitty chasing the bunny, the next one showing the bunny tossing an egg, the next showing kitty holding his paw, and the last one showing tears streaming down Kitty's face. But, tell children they can use as few or as many boxes as they like for their comic strips and even change the storyline. The dogwood tree becomes an apple tree and bunny is seen pelting Kitty with apples. Perhaps squirrels join in the fight and start throwing acorns at Kitty.
I'm a cop and my name is Dick Tracy.
A lot of cops are corrupt but not me.
I can't be bought just like Eliot Ness.
Because of crime, this city is a mess.
A Crime Lord runs this town and his name is Big Boy Caprice.
While he's operating, there will be no peace.
Some times I fight criminals with my fists and some times I use guns.
This town will be safe for people to live in when my job is done.
Yesterday I got in a shoot out and I killed Pruneface and Flattop.
Taking those two down means that a few of the crimes will stop.
Two months ago I brought down 88 Keys and The Blank.
Citizens are grateful for what I do, they all say thanks.
I have a wonderful family and that makes me blessed.
I have a boy named Junior and a wife named Tess.
I wear a 2-Way Wrist TV that allows me to communicate with other officers.
When I bring Big Boy to justice, the streets will be safe again, that's for sure.
(This poem is based on the comic strip that was created by Chester Gould.)
Just writing on paper clip the best my mind jumping jack said just rest but to write the word processing my thoughts to paper is right angle that he has I fought so I write on about life span the moments for the right memory stick to the components to see something radiant energy to complete this task of the heart attack the concrete lying in the grass root out the problem at hand got my rhythm back street is the band this will work boots on the ground stay the course work abounds just to see the comic strip the necessities it may not be virtual reality is one’s abilities
On Halloween I always get a rock everywhere I go.
I decided to retaliate by throwing their rocks through their windows.
I never even get one piece of candy, that really blows.
I'm so ignorant that I cut my costume full of holes.
I look absolutely ridiculous and dorky in this stinking sheet, I don't even look like a ghost.
I'm paying people back for their unkindness, especially Lucy because she deserves it the most.
Last week Lucy told me to kick the football but I kicked her in the head.
She told her father and he started choking me, I thought I was dead.
When he got through strangling me, I dropped two Cherry Bombs down his pants.
I blew off his privates and now when he wants to give his wife some loving, he can't.
When people used to do mean things to me, they would laugh.
But now they treat me with respect to avoid my terrible wrath.
(This poem is a parody of the Peanuts Comic Strip.)
I want to write a poem but I don't know what to write
I think I will write about edification
What is it?
Is it when you lift someone up?
Yeah
And more
It means that when the person leaves your company
They are more than they were before
They are understood, renewed, strengthened
Do you do that?
Do you make them wish they can stay longer
Or you leave them run?
Ahh what is the skill?
Nothing
All you have to do is ask
Ask what is on their mind
Ask what they have been up to
Ask what makes them come
To you!
Lol you and your mind wanders
Ask what they could do tomorrow
Help alleviate some stress
There are enough stress already
You don't need to add to it
Help strengthen the bonds
Sometimes just do nothing
And just goof
Who said you have to do anything?
Sometimes just goof around can help you relate to someone
The point is make another person feel good
Because in effect you are making yourself feel good
Because you are having too much fun
Who needs to go to a comic strip?
They have you right there
- A willing participant
Who wants to do anything
For a laugh
For a hiccup
For a string of smiles
And for a tidy house
Okay I'll string those smiles up
And put them on my shoulders
So you would see them when you see me
I'll take your hiccups and pound them
Make them become one sound "ahhh"
Relieve
And if you haven't I'll tell you a joke or two
Aren't you special?
How much do you cost anyway?
No prices
How do you put you on special if you have no prices?
Because I am priceless
Are you saying I can't buy you?
What are you then?
Gold and silver?
I am magnificent
What? You are too magnificent for me to buy you?
Then how can I have you?
You can have me
Ohh you just know just what to say
Okay my house is not cleaned yet
And you've been getting my free joke
Put the apron on, will ya?
I am grateful for a beautiful friendship.
Our 1st meeting was unique,
my heart alive doing a flip.
Ur soul is real,
refreshing like a cool river dip.
Ur not a backstabber and gossip,
Perfect vascetomy of negativity, snip!
Chains unleashed,
Making me free up,
like a skinny dip.
Conversations flow,
Round and round,
hula hoop on the hip.
Laughing over nonsense,
like reading a comic strip.
Giving advice to deal with trials,
delivering a helpful tip.
You are trustworthy,
And secrets easily escape
from my lip.
Always want to be in your realm,
within my grip
If we never met
It would be like Gladys Knight,
with only one Pip.
Your presence addictive like a potato chip.
Knowing you has made me focus,
ready, well and equip.
Thanks my pal,
for your special friendship!
Laughter's healthy, contagious, and brightens your day.
It's pun that's a groaner or joke that's risque.
It's a belly laugh, horse laugh, or laugh like a loon
At a comic strip. slapstick or clown or cartoon.
Laughter's chuckles and chortles, a snicker or snort.
It's a humorist's quip or a jester at court.
It's amusement that's droll or the last laugh that's best
Or a rib-tickler, knee-slapper, jape, or a jest.
Laughter's mirth and hilarity, wisecracks or wags.
It's a yuk or a cackle and zingers and gags.
You can giggle, guffaw, or can laugh up your sleeve,
Bust a gut, or with levity tension relieve.
Laughter's wit that's impromptu or monologue planned.
Its a sitcom with punchlines and laughter that's canned.
It's a pie in the face or a pratfall or prank
And comedian's laugh all the way to the bank.
Bi-Polar tendancies hold me back
Release images on my wall with tact
They speak to me I swear they do
Can you hear them? They are calling you
You say I am crazy but I feel not
I see what you cant your future will rot
You are the one who is so crazy
Just cause your name ends with PHD
Does not mean you can tell me
I bet you got that phony degree
With two proofs of purchase from American Hersheys
Sometimes your lack of honosty
From those around my cirle of me
Take two pills a day of this crap to be free?
I may as well call on the Justice League
For Captain America has more decree
The shadows on my wall proof wrong
As they hymm the words of their Jesus song
I throw away your pain with my hard fist
As I put it in the wall with my anguish
I kill those damn shadows with my pain
And f%ck every one of you thinking im insane
Can you feel the cold steel pumping through your veins?
Cause I am sick of I V's and being drugged up again
I found the reason you call me a loon
And the reason is you fools molding me as a toon
Well welcome to my Sunday comic strip of hell
By the way Garfield says f%ck you as he eats your soul
And Tom and Jerry give you the finger and rebel
If you dont like it turn the damn page
But my face will appear in my constant rage
So call me a loon one more time please
And give a reason to make you bow to your knees
So you can kiss my looney pinky ring
And tell me whos nuts when your soul gets a fling
Welcome to my reality
Care to make a copy of my key?
Form:
An English Major Explains the Beauty of The Dirac Equation with No Success Whatsoever
Schrodinger, mostly famous for playing the piano
in the well-known comic strip by Schulz,
was not related to Vince Guaraldi.
It would be irrational to assume
any blood relationship could exist
between a comic strip character
and an actual pianist.
However, when particles of fiction
interact with particles of actual events
and individuals in the real world,
a blurring of fields
spins reality into questions
about perception and the role
of perception in its ability
to effectively distinguish
differences between what's real
and what's imagined.
The absolute value of this interaction
between variant components
is sometimes expressed
in terms of contradictory constants,
but these constants have the propensity
to collide and reform themselves
into elements which are not
constant at all.
The resulting spin of post collision particles
sends stability into temporary disarray,
which continues until intertia slows
the particles into an equilibrium of sorts.
The Dirac Equation is composed
of symbols and letters and numerals
which are virtually incoherent
to 99.8% of English majors,
who generally agree
that The Dirac Equation
(like most other equations)
is only beautiful
when one is able
see the unfamiliar
constellation of arrows
and capitals mixed with lower case letters
and brackets and parentheses and commas
and what appear to be fractions
as beautiful because the sum
of their appearance
cannot reasonably be categorized
as ugly.
Jim Babwe