Best Hoo Poems
the large crowd may boo you
the dead spirits may boo you
but the new boo boo
hurts the worst
when you're a child
boo hoo
boo hoo
Hoo-ya, hoo-ya, ziss boom bah!
My doctor has given me a thumbs up
I'm good to go for another year
Let's see, how should I celebrate?
Perhaps I'll try going a day without my walker
Just kidding! I don't use a walker
Hoo-ya, hoo-ya, ziss boom bah!
Maybe I'll try dressing myself today
Last time I tried that, I wore checks with stripes
A major “faut pas” in the fashion world
I was laughed out of the local coffee shop
Perhaps coz I was wearing shorts, a bowtie
And NOTHING else!!!
Hoo-ya, hoo-ya, ziss boom bah!
My adult diapers are starting to give me a rash
Methinks it's those damn No-Name brands
People kept asking, “Why are you walking that way?”
Told them it's an old war injury!
Hoo-ya, hoo-ya, ziss boom bah!
Gonna close now. Wife Cathie made me some porridge
Told me it's good for my toidy habits
She usually knows what's best for me so I listen
The doc just gave me a thumbs up
So I'll keep doing what Cathie says!
© Jack Ellison 2014
There once was dude named Vance
Who walked around town with no pants
Caught a chill down below
Stood erect, and then froze
Old Vance needed a Hoo Haa transplant
© Jack Ellison 2015
YOO HOO! IS ANYONE HOME!
Look up from your tablet ---
Neighboring trees
are tapping, ringing,
asking for sugar.
They just want to say:
“Howdy! Good Morning!”
They shake their leaves
with big wide grins.
Almost too much
to take in the a.m.!
And you notice,
like a childhood dream,
the whole wide world
is peeking in.
You throw open a door
to the rushing feet
of a brisk wind,
your guest so forward,
it turns your cheeks red.
Yet, you welcome
the gesture of warmth,
nevertheless,
grabbing your blanket,
and a piping hot
cup of strong Kona.
Looking down once again
at warm and brisk words,
that steam up spectacles
peeking through
a tablet’s window pane,
wondering if I can be seen,
my nouns and verbs smiling at you.
Kim Rodrigues© 2016
they say live and learn, well the water has fallen fountains have burst
have they not heard, could they not take the time to read, a world focused
only on greed, for many if not all are concerned with these three me, myself, and I
you say why, very simple not logical, not mythical just possible, your technical that's why your miserable, so scientific and your telling me I've got to be realistic, who is this just a critic, only filled with opinions, comments, oh please just vomit in your own sanctuary, I really don't want to carry all this unnecessary for this wicked adversary,... this world is what it is no denying it... so boo hoo you heard it hear first... from A thru Z, 123's... where we do it just for fun its funny cause its true.... P.S. did you get it? after you watch it makes you want to sing the blues why oh why
Form:
I met a girl in Cibecue
Who did not quite know what to do
Then down by the river
She turned Indian-giver
And I ended up with the flu
Aaabhi tho busy hoo bacho
Time passes in memories
Fill colors in flower of my pain
Forgot the taste of fruits
She scare to be die if not able to complete my thirst
chopping of Onion leaves tear,
Baha comes when pain goes
Bus do wait till i come
one day you miss my clothes and design
AAbhi tho busy hoon bacho,
Don't think will vanish like smoke
comes like fog in winter,
Will always see 7 colors in rain
Will come to add 8th in that
By touch touch feel feel of your body
Will design and make you swoon and melt
Palu Na oodana Abhi Gunghat oodane aaooga.
Let me leave Dear madams and gentleman
AAbhi tho busy hoon bacho
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
The cursor blinks for the 254th time and I am still here,
sitting, letting my thoughts wander
to the left, what is left,
If there is anything left
to wonder about
And I realize that there is.
So much. Too much that I just have to smirk.
I am afraid that everything that will come out
would be sad, pitiful and wallowing.
Yet another boo-hoo poem.
It is nice to know that sometimes,
I do not disappoint myself.
This must be limerick season
A contest may be the reason
Makes me happy
And a bit sappy
Anything less would be treason
Today’s the U.S. Open Final
Taking place in Queens,
With Alcaraz and Sinner
Front and center on our screens.
We’ve been told the prez will be on hand
And, while the anthem plays,
All the cameras will be focused
On the bluster he displays.
Yet to show how things have changed,
A memo managed to get sent
To the broadcast booths of every station
Brooking no dissent –
No booing of the U.S. king
Should make it on the air.
If such disruptions do get shown,
Well, broadcasters, beware!
This censorship just reinforces
How low we have sunk.
Our former democratic values
Certainly have shrunk.
Ooky
Spooky
~One Footle contest by Judy Konos
Everybody needs a good boo hoo
Every great once in a while
Everybody needs a good breakdown
So their frowns can turn back to smiles
Everybody needs a good boo hoo
No matter how strong they are
Because after you’ve had a good boo hoo
It is the greatest feeling by far.
Everybody just needs to break down and cry
And let the tears flow you see
Both men and women, both weak and strong
And even stupid people like me
Just a few tears never hurt anybody
It just cleanses the soul, you know.
So the next time you are at your breaking point,
Start boo hooing and let your tears flow.
Form:
The Giant's
Of the wonder class
With outstretched looking ears
And pierced whistleblowers lips
Never had a mother
To sew their name into
Their favorite clothes
Or a home with a wardrobe to hang them in
They were instead chosen to become
The dead poet's and tortured artist's
We recite today
By speaker's corner
At wakes and funerals
On cold and grey rainy days
Outside derelict building's
Who's roofs were lost to german bombs
We as children dared each other not to go into
For fear of stirring up a hornets nest
Of represed abandonment feelings
Lest best we be remembered forgotten
Hoo-ya, hoo-ya, ziss boom bah!
My doctor has given me a thumbs up
I'm good to go for another year
Let's see, how should I celebrate?
Perhaps I'll try going a day without my walker
Just kidding! I don't use a walker
Hoo-ya, hoo-ya, ziss boom bah!
Maybe I'll try dressing myself today
Last time I tried that, I wore checks with stripes
A major “faut pas” in the fashion world
I was laughed out of the local coffee shop
Perhaps coz I was wearing shorts, a bowtie
And NOTHING else!!!
Hoo-ya, hoo-ya, ziss boom bah!
My adult diapers are starting to give me a rash
Methinks it's those damn No-Name brands
People kept asking, “Why are you walking that way?”
Told them it's an old war injury!
Hoo-ya, hoo-ya, ziss boom bah!
Gonna close now. Wife Cathie made me some porridge
Told me it's good for my toidy habits
She usually knows what's best for me so I listen
The doc just gave me a thumbs up
So I'll keep doing what Cathie says!
Form:
Do Not Boo Hoo
I live you so do not boo hoo
We are part of privileged few
God loved us from very start
Never have a change of heart
Prayers for us all you should do.
James Ambitious Religious Horn
Retired and Very Hopeful Veteran