Best Doug Poems
Once upon a time there was a pug who's name was Doug.
He wore uggs, and played with slugs.
Doug looked like a bug.
Also doug has a favorite rug.
The pug always dug and sat in a mug.
Then doug took a bath in the tub.
Doug has a friend who's name is cub.
Doug took cub to the tub.
Doug took a nap in the tub with his friend cub.
Doug the pug tooted in the tub.
Doug lugged everything in the tub.
Doug and cub met a friend named stug.
Doug, Cub, and Stug fell in love.
Rub oh dub oh dub.
That is what we call puppy love.
Doug Wilson….
True Story….NEW YEARS EVE 2012
5 or 6 thugs suckin on dere ciggy drugs,
attacked a paper delivery man,
they robbed him of his mobile phone,
the pack animals weren’t worth their scran, (tucker)
no brains in the head, just bone,
Cecily looked and saw, at her front door,
The blue, and the loud commotion,
Rang the Cops, so did others, sure!!!
local Men hid, cowed down the more,
Seems sharks were in the ocean?
Cecily tried to ring ole Doug to bring,
Some help, cos the Police weren’t coming,
An hour passed, was death now cast,
Police were 5 minutes away,
but they were busy humming n harring,
Discussing plans of the flogged and damned,
Yet coming, coming, coming,
Doug appeared in his uniform gear,
Forerunner, flew amongst them,
The thugs n bugs fell back in fear,
Doug saved the paper man,
give a cheer,
The cowards off and running,
Paper man and Doug gave chase,
And drove into the park,
Cornered men, aggressive then,
Doug faced them down, ha ha,
The mobile phone it was found,
where the thugs had surely dropped it,
threats did vent,
but Doug was the gent,
seeing em off, too right!!!
Police woman did appear,
Near the park oh dear,
Doug then threw up his arms,
She drove over the top,
Of broke bottle, flop,
Ignoring warnings, harms?
The fat ladies delight…
Tyre from air, was outa sight,
Ignorance can alarm,
It might?
My psalm orright. Don Johnson
HAPPENED NEW YEARS EVE 2012
Doug is my brother in law...
It was a summer day dressed in boredom
For four suburban Ohio boys
Looking for some excitement
In their banal lives from their banal toys
We took some old models of Navy ships
To a distant wooded stream
Armed with a box of blue tip matches
And mason jars filled with gasoline
We loaded up the ships
Full of the flammable fuel
And set them adrift in the stream
Thinking we were kind of cool
Then Jonsey had an idea
On how to create an eternal flame
As he slowly poured gas from his jar
Into a ship that towards him came
Before the words escaped our mouths
That his idea was a foolish one
The flame shot up the stream of gas
And his jar he quickly flung
Some landed on my bare legs
Singing adolescent hair before patted out
Then suddenly I was aware
Of the words Johnny started to shout
“Drop and roll, drop and roll,” he did scream
I knew his instructions weren’t intended for me
I looked up and saw a dancing figure of fire
Doug was aflamed from head to knee
I was headed towards him to make a tackle
When he dropped and rolled on his own
The fire was quickly doused
But he was already severely burned
Doug bravely walked home alone
To tell a story that didn’t implicate us
As we watched hidden from down the street
His parents take him to the hospital in a rush
We moped in guilt for hours that day
Before we decided we had to confess
So we made our way back to Doug’s house
And gave it our very best
Doug was going to be okay
A few scars and plenty of pain
His parents made us make a vow
Never to play with fire again
I wore jeans the rest of that summer
To hide my bare, red legs from my Mom and Dad
They never knew the part that I played
In this saga that turned out bad
As future summers came along
We accepted the boredom quite solemnly
Not wanting to repeat that day
We tried to escape the banality
Doug disappeared on a Monday right after he had finished his little to-do list.
Clean house, check, do laundry, check, take dog to vet, check, spray mirror with slightly warm Wind-mist.
It was his current list, his wife stated adamantly. I keep them here in a little file.
Yes, she had every days’s since they had gotten married. Stacked end to end, they went a country mile.
Doug was found six years later, but refused to come back, making his wife and his mother really sad.
They both had laborious to-do lists by then, and Doug had been the best worker they’d ever had.
Doug Heffernan
A goofy and humorous man
He spurred belly laughs with every show
Sad when the King of sitcom had to go
Carrie Heffernan
A wife and workaholic with a plan
She never seemed to get a break
with Doug's demands of burgers and steak
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( The King of Queens )
He protects the future, from the past .
But u better bring a doctor kwick !
Because that girl is bleeding fast !
Win bad gize attack the past ,
& the prezint and future change ,
Sum one must put things back ,
Like it should be .
But , like In Time- loop cases ,
Everyone 4-gets wut just happend ,
Except 4 ayleins & time travelers .
Hide-ing extra time machines ,
In Aztec pyramids , well! Wair wood u hide them ?
Doug moench story's are allways better with
Paul galaxy art .ths isn,t as grate as
(6-from-Sirius) , but it's way better than
Air boy ! ...
“Politics is a contact sport” —Steve Chabot
It ain't over 'till it's over —Yogi Berra
Loug And Doug
Pleasant gentlemen both, broad shouldered and tall
Good sports who respect the umpire's call
Playing the game with pride and joy
Sincerely humble, never coy
Staunch New Yorkers with their eyes on the ball
In hindsight, I’ve always kept my mind right,
I only lose sleep at night over the that I write,
it’s like the weight on Atlas’ shoulders, are you hearing what this rap is,
a fight against the controllers, modern day john the Baptist,
but I ain’t selling a savior, it’s too late for later,
my labor of love, Ep the revelator,
takin my time, like im taking in drugs, chill Doug,
never underestimate the evil that man do,
and never take on more than you can handle,
I got a weed based diet, along with scripting the ill ,
I am the Ecliptic, sun worship, if it don’t rhyme, don’t force it,
spray cans on the brain, Ramo on the train tracks,
’s never been the same as way back,
people fade, the brain finds a new pathway to explain,
why the fuk life is how it is,
society is aimed at making you feel powerless,
9-5, ain’t that some ,
but you do what you have to when your passionate,
Randy Orton pose like a statue, Ricky Morton arm drag,
I’m opposed to the fascist posing radical, I’m burning els with Cobra Command and Zartan,
they say I thyme like an animal, I say I’m more of a sage, ageless stoic,
but I put it down nice, that’s the meaning of a poet.
Amy and Doug
Thinking about Dog and Amy Louise
Always will bring me down to my knees
Amy Louise is close to my Brother
One or two grave stones away from each other
Amy Louise had lived eight weeks of life
It cut though my heart, like a never used knife
During the sorrow of burying my Brother
My eyes they kept turning to the tomb of another
Brother I thought, you had forty long years
I think Amy’s short life, brought out my tears
So just when you think that, life is a squeeze
Say a little prayer for Amy Louise
Amy Louise had only eight weeks of life
It cut through my heart like a never used knife.
My brother Doug was built like a bull
He enjoyed lots of things, lived life to the full
Forty years old when a kid stole a car
Crash, bang and wallop, it left a huge scar
So Amy and Doug are neighbours as such
They lie in a graveyard, you can’t ask for much
Eight weeks of life, such a short time to be
It stung more than my bro’s death, take it from me
Eight weeks of life, then gone like a breeze
I will always think of you
Sweet Amy Louise
oh
Sal saw sea
beyond the seesaw
but
did her fish suit swimming
in a flashy swimsuit
Doug, her dog
at the pantomime
groans a panting moan
then
Sal, fish and Doug
did a selfie on her phone
Doug and Debbie, The LORD
Says That You Make HIM to Smile
Doug and Debbie, the LORD says that you make HIM smile
when HE looks upon you two,
because that you willingly work at the things
HE has called for you to do.
HE says that HE can trust you to follow HIM in
whatever way that HE will lead,
knowing and trusting that you will stay on the path
as in this with HIM, you have agreed.
There is no limit in the future plans
that HE will call you to,
as when you chose to follow HIM
stating you both will do what HE says to do.
At the first, you might have thought that it was
pure happenstance that caused you one day to meet,
but the LORD says, “No, I am the ONE who planned
your paths as you walked them on your feet.
One day, you both will stand before
HIS glorious throne,
and with such love and joy
our FATHER will say, “MY dear ones welcome home”!
Written by:
Marilyn S. Jennings
December 31, 2019
heare i sit naught
giving a sh_t
so what dy'a xpect eh?!
stan
Doug Jones Came Across
While visiting Senate we came across,
Doug Jones from Alabama a new boss;
We were impressed,
With way he dressed;
Competitor impostor was a complete loss.
James Horn
I never thought of Doug
as particularly intelligent
or interesting
And as he stood next to the fireplace
With a cigar in one hand
And a scotch in the other
He fumbled for words
Making feeble attempts to impress
But we knew better
the family and I
We knew of his past
His inability to keep
Both gainful employment
And wives
He seemed quite pitiful
when one by one everyone left
The room
Each using their own excuse
Some the restroom
The other a quite boring game of football
On the television
But anything was better than seeing Doug
And the massive success he had
In making himself a complete bore
It almost made me long for the isolation
Of the pandemic.
I dreamt of you last night again,
dreaming dreams against the wind,
how good to see your beloved face,
beyond the veil of this sad place.
I long to be with you again
and feel the love light from within,
I feel it deeply in my dreams,
a spark of you within me gleams.
Thanks for reaching through the veil,
assuring me that love can't fail,
assuring me that you are near,
and drawing closer year by year.
Soon the river I will cross,
the end of crying for my loss,
embraced again by loving arms,
protected once again from harm.
Last night I dreamt of you again,
years gone by, ten by ten,
the winds tossed me back awake:
I wonder if my soul will break.