Best Dalmatians Poems
(sing it to the tune of "Cruella DeVil" from Disney's 101 Dalmatians)
There was a Govenor named
Kristi Noem De-Vil Oh
Kristi Noem De-Vil
Her own dog she’ll harm
there's nothing more cru-el
Kristi Noem De-Vil
Kristi Noem DeVil
She hated her puppy Cricket
with wired haired charm
Her own doggy she'll harm
Her own doggy she'll harm
deemed he was useless
like her goat valued less
So, she took the poor pup out
Not sympatico—Not even a pout
She’s made her boss proud
she shouts out loud,
Kristi Noem De-Vil
Kisti Noem De-Vil
with whom she’ll share
the Presidential ticket
Out of her mind with excitement,
chasing all those birds
and having the time of her life
was poor fated Cricket
We need strong leaders who can
do these sorts of messes
She'll bring her own doggy harm
Ranting that it’s just another day on the farm!
The Govenor may be watching too much Netflix
Perchance Wentworth an Australian series
An unhinged system for women's prison
Chicks! Chicks! Chicks!
Chorus...
If anyone out there is looking to offload
an annoying puppy or jerk-face goat
there are many rescues out there
You endured the fire before the fire,
burning doubt thinking you wouldn't pass the test.
The sweltering summer days carrying heavy hoses,
that some of you firewomen thought you'd never lift.
Alarm bells ringing,
vibrating in your heart,
excited barking of the station Dalmatians.
Hook and ladders,
you steel your newly forged bravery,
quickly get into your gear,
firefighter brothers and sisters.
Communicating in the smoke with a
sixth sense,
was it a buddy or an angel?
Saving the trapped and injured in the
merciless element,
there's no taming the wanton flames.
Your family's love and caring,
waiting for you to come home,
even your dreams afire.
Standing tall another day,
wiping soot off your sweating face,
as God bestows His firefighters a hero's grace. ~
A triangle top
A square foundation
A picketed white fence guarded
by
two spotted dalmatians sitting on the
shaggiest rug that reads
"Home Sweat Home"
Classic silent films
Redundant technicolour
Piano plays mood
Panther and snow leopard
Duelling with chess
Under a scintillating firmament
A dome of diamonds floating on infinity
Moonlight softly slicing the shadows
Illuminating their world of concentration
Alternating attrition
Pawn takes pawn
Bishop takes pawn
Rook takes pawn
Knight takes pawn
Who's winning?
The back rows don't care
The pawns always get slaughtered
Monochromatic menagerie
Colour falls victim to Darwin
Survival of the hueless
Polar bears, penguins, orcas
Denizens of the icy white
Magpie's musings
Cogitating a colourless cosmos
With polka dot dalmatians
And Rorschach fresian cows
And bar code zebras
Mezzotinted mother nature
Despite its wonderous beauty
Always has a few skunks
Jet and pearls for the rich
Coal and chalk for the poor
Obsidian and quartz for the wannabes
A nun and a priest
In theological debate
Reconciling scripture
With how the real world with real people really works
Playing dominos
To divine answers
To divine questions
Passing holy judgement
By chance and cunning
What's the alternative?
A pool table of eight balls?
A heartless (and diamondless) pack of cards?
It doesn't matter
To those who see
Truth as black and white
Food race!
Tuxedoed athletes!
Chequered flag drops!
Raisins and pearl onions
Caviar and rice
Faster!
Black pudding and chicken
Licorice and mash potato
Faster!
Black beans with cream
Oreos and mayonnaise
Finish line!
Hurray for the winners!
Bread and blackberry jam prizes!
Everyone else starves
Brightling and darkling
Eden's white vies Hade's black
Madness lies between
Written 16th February 2017
Entry to "the colours black and white" contest
Notes:
"Colour" is not a typo or a spelling mistake. It's how us Brits spell it.
"Divine" means "discover" as well as "about God"
Magpies are considered to be one of the most intelligent birds - https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magpie
Mezzotint is a grey scale printing technique https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mezzotint
Who Are They Trying to Impress?
A cross between the bride of Frankenstein
And the Dalmatians’ Cruella De Ville
See teens walking at malls; glad they’re not mine
Absurd appearances give me a chill
Parents with tattoos ride on a Harley
Leather coats and gloves cut off at knuckles
Sprung from these roots that appear so gnarly
Teens upstaging their folks give me chuckles
Written for John Freeman's Boisterous Comedy Contest
Classic silent films
Redundant technicolour
Piano plays mood
Panther and snow leopard duelling with chess
Under a scintillating firmament
A dome of diamonds floating on infinity
Moonlight softly slicing the shadows
Illuminating their world of concentration
Alternating attrition
Pawn takes pawn
Bishop takes pawn
Rook takes pawn
Knight takes pawn
Who's winning?
The back rows don't care
The pawns always get slaughtered
Monochromatic menagerie
Colour falls victim to Darwin
Survival of the hueless
Polar bears, penguins, orcas
Denizens of the icy white
Magpie's musings
Cogitating a colourless cosmos
With polka dot dalmatians
And Rorschach fresian cows
And bar code zebras
Mezzotinted mother nature
Despite its wonderous beauty
Always has a few skunks
Jet and pearls for the rich
Coal and chalk for the poor
Obsidian and quartz for the wannabes
A nun and a priest in theological debate
Reconciling scripture with how the real world with real people really works
Playing dominos to divine answers to divine questions
Passing holy judgement by chance and cunning
What's the alternative?
A pool table of eight balls?
A heartless (and diamondless) pack of cards?
It doesn't matter to those who see truth as black and white
Food race! Tuxedoed athletes! Chequered flag drops!
Raisins and pearl onions! Caviar and rice! Faster!
Black pudding and chicken! Licorice and mash potato! Faster!
Black beans with cream! Oreos and mayonnaise! Finish line!
Hurray for the winners! Bread and blackberry jam prizes!
Everyone else starves
Brightling and darkling
Eden's white vies Hade's black
Madness lies between
Written 16th February 2017
Entry to the "best free verse" contest
Originally entered to "the colours black and white" contest
Remastered to reduce number of lines
Notes:
"Colour" is not a typo or a spelling mistake. It's how us Brits spell it.
"Divine" means "discover" as well as "about God"
Magpies are considered to be one of the most intelligent birds - https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magpie
Mezzotint is a grey scale printing technique https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mezzotint
My Mix-Breed "Extra Fluffy"
happy as can be
Entered in the "Dog-Gone" trials
Just one of eighty-three
Some as big as horses
some as long as trains
Some so smart they spoke to you
You'd think they had our brains
The judges they were different though
The scoring one two three
For each performing act they did
they all received a "three"
Pretty soon they narrowed it down
then narrowed it down some more
Some dogs were none too happy now
they didn't even score
Terriers didn't stand a chance
Dalmatians faired the same
When a pure bred Poodle took the gold
the Shepherd went insane
How could they do this to these dogs?
was it cause they aren't the same
The judges? Mostly poodle breeds
you think they were to blame?.....
There was Snoopy and Odie,
Beethoven and Benjie
All the dalmatians, who caused a great freenzy,
But do you recall........ The most Famous Pug Dog of all........?
Jackson the flat nosed Pug Dog,
Had a very flattened nose
and if you ever saw him,
you would see he's pigeon toed
All of the female Pug Dogs,
liked his little Pug Dog swag
they loved to follow Jackson,
for a little tail wag
Then one stormy Christmas Eve,
Janis Pug heard him say
It's to cold for you to leave,
I really think that you should stay
Now there's a brand new Ornament,
Hanging from the Christmas tree
Jackson the flat nosed Pug Dog
You'll- Go- Down- in - History.............................................
The Bichon Frise
The Bichon in chiffon looks so frou
That the crowd duly wowed has to coo
‘Til the dog starts to droop
And its owner to scoop
Some acutely embarrassing doo
The Border Collie
It was not Albert Einstein who dared
To think E = mc2
But rather a Border
Who brought cosmic order
One morning while out with his laird
The Bulldog
My Bulldog won’t frolic or fetch
His face may cause others to kvetch
But he’s gentle and sweet
With the kids on the street
And the ladies all think I’m a ketch
The Cairn Terrier
Cairns have been bred to hunt vermin
Be it Spanish, Australian, or German
Its body is wee
Though as tough as a tree
And as ruthless as General Sherman
The Chihuahua and Great Dane
Chihuahuas and Danes one surmises
Are extremes when it comes to their sizes
The one is so small
It is nothing at all
While the other is big and wins prizes
The Chinese Crested
I passed one of these down on Lincoln
For a moment I thought I’d been drinkin’
He looked so bizarre
That I stopped in a bar
To keep my poor eyeballs from shrinkin’
The Collie
To many a Collie means Lassie
The wonderdog faithful and classy
But on re-run TV
(Or is it just me?)
Do her eyes look a little bit glassy?
The Corgi
The Corgi is not one to hurry
Much preferring a stroll to a flurry
If you happen by chance
To invite one to dance
He’ll say, “Hey, I am not Arthur Murray!”
The Dachshund
The Dachshund’s a marvel on skis
Little legs that stop short of its knees
It can schuss like a pro
Making furrows in snow
(Though its privates are given to freeze)
The Dalmatian
Dalmatians are doomed to be stuck
In the seat of a fireman’s truck
When they’d much rather cruise
In a Jag that’s chartreuse
On a track that’s for testing your luck
Oh no,
The world has melted over.
We slide down every foreign affairs failure,
Crash through bargaining chips and hapless promises.
I'd never seen a mountain so steep and you'd never seen one so dark.
With fears combined we muster a flicker of courage and careen around
"Under Construction" signs, hydrants, and half-dead Dalmatians.
This mountain run represents the last task laid down by good Mother Burden.
Jumping off crates of jagged, rusty jailer keys, we spot flat land and run and run.
Chess boards, zebras,
dalmatians too,
black and white together,
through and through.
A world with peace,
and no racism,
acceptance of all religions,
including Hinduism.
No one alone,
altogether as one,
sister, brother,
mother and son.
No judgement,
with only acceptance of all,
Big, small, wide,
skinny or tall.
No wars or fighting,
all nations at peace,
Let guns, knives,
and weapons cease.
Although we are one world,
filled with different nations,
We are all the same,
because we are all gods creations.
I posted my one thousandth poem,
And this is one thousand and one.
Although I’ve not quite hit my limit,
At least for today, I am done!
I think I might have a few keepers
But trashy ones? There’s a lot more.
Perhaps I should focus on content
And stop keeping track of the score.
I think that’s a lot of dalmatians
Or maybe it's dammits instead
My sleep deprivation runs rampant
But bedtime brings loathing and dread.
You’re stuck with me, ‘cuz I’m a lifer.
The Lord only knows just how long.
It’s possible I’m out tomorrow,
Or a hundred and still going strong.
Right now, I just know I am tired;
My eyelids are starting to droop.
I bid a good night or good morning
To the friends I have met at the soup!
Dimple dash dalmatians speak mostly in monosyllabic format. Barking once or twice is an overlay. A symptom of subjecting the subconscious flow to tune into remarks made by flying bull carriers. When accompanying a large amount of mist over a border it is good to attune sounds. Sound is sharper in grey shrouded shapes. So always move around very very slowly. It really does make no sense nor logical to throw strawberries at lemon gateau's. For they withstand the breaks of curvature due to the many layers of cream. And chocolate trifles are extremely hard to agree with when they are in an ungrateful mood. So now it is time to set the elephants, rhinos, ostriches, turtles and gorillas plus all of the amphibians free from cages then sit back and watch as they will rise to power. Then the fruit baskets and children's television characters can get out of their castles, mansions, throned palaces and control bases and swim for their safety in the currents of a rising earth. In the floatation tanks of the world. Thus leaving the leaves alone. To grow independently with directed chaos and wounds. Such is the stapled way of the statutory static seesaws of seas. And stolen will stay stale. And sipping will be gone. For good. Hahaha now dance around with the mop buckets and Hoovers. Hahaha cloth cleaning. Clever clips. Hahahaha and now eat. Fashionable fish. Stylish. Xxxxx cataclysmic Z. P y q at 89.00000 cvbs z
So, would you tell me Sir, what can’t a labradoodle do
You’ll never hear a labradoodle Cock-a-doodle-do
Neither will a wallaby or skippy kangaroo
Nor anything not chicken, and not a cockatoo
Huskies and Alsatians, they don’t figure in equations
You’ll never see them mouthing off at the United Nations
Or acting as the acting head of covert operations
Though they might do a better job if aided by Dalmatians
So why is it that all the news, whichever news you view
Shows Downing Street or Washington without further ado
Where some bloke with a flag behind him speaks at me and you
But when I listen all I hear is Cock-a-doodle-do
(To be sang to the tune of "Cruella DeVil"
from Disney's 101 Dalmatians)
Novella DeVil. Novella DeVil.
She writes to humour,
To move and to thrill.
She stirs her readers feelings
With her Quill.
Novella. Novella.
She stirs her readers feelings
With her Quill.
Novella. Novella DeVil.
On the surface
She is quite a shy one.
Yet, through her works
She reaches out to you.
You'll look into her eyes
And you will wonder why
She's worn a cloak called "Fear"
Her whole life through!
The time will arrive
When she'll realise
The cloak doesn't shield her
But it cramps her style.
She'll throw away her fear
And she will shine.
Novella. Novella Devine.
Novella DeVil. Novella DeVil.
She writes to humour,
To move and to thrill.
She stirs her readers feelings
With her Quill.
Novella. Novella DeVil.