Best Jive Poems

The coffee mug
that my ex-wife bought in London
has come to America.

Its printed message says, "Best Dad Ever."
30 years of morning coffee later
hot Java clears sleep from a clogged throat.

This day, I ponder on the merits
on not being the worst dad ever.

Luckily there are no mug...

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Hillbilly hand jive is the name of this here song.
So why don't y'all come out here and help us sing along?
Yippy ki yay and howdy do.
Y'all put yer arms right in and I'll show you what to do.
First take yer finger and stick it up...

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Doing the jive in a beehive
Can be detrimental to your life
Performing high kicks
With pointy toed flicks
Will cause the bees to sting your behind
 
 
 
 
07/08/13   Heather's "Make Me Laugh"  Contest...

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Served hot or cold,
  whatever you like.
There's something about it
  that makes you feel alright.

It'll perk you up,
  if your feelin' low,
It's easy at hand
  wherever you go.

The aroma draws you
  from the depths of sleep,
And takes you places
 ...

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The honey was very well aware
As she went flitting by
That all the goof-offs hanging out
Were giving her the eye.

She didn’t mind they stole a gander
As she saw them standing there
Admiring her newly shortened skirts
And giving her gams a stare.

As long as she wasn’t a real...

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I'm 62, my young Vietnamese wife is 31 now,
she's dark, beautiful and looks after me:
we're in love, thing is, she loves to jive, morning,
noon and night

it sometimes gets tricky to keep up with her 
demands, for example when making a video call
or taking to neighbours...

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Prepped to become political fixtures
mirror practice would reflect their picture
elite hand jive
making signs
first one taught was rock paper scissors.



9-30-17...

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Freaks in costumes,
Guised under normalcy
Amongst their own--
Making peacocks to
Appear as paupers--
Disheveled  & unrivaled
In this world of their own.

Smoke escapes plasticity;
Drenched with green
Up against the night sky
Out against the city's contour.
Escaping as time
Once escaped with
Their noble youth.

Time surely aged them--
That vile vandal,
The one poets scorn..
Surely...

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I can do the mashed potato
oh yeah, baby, I can do the twist
I can even hand jive
so I'll write it out like this
   my hand dances with the pen
   gracefully across the page
   I stop to breathe now and...

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Jumping Jive dancing
Poodle skirt and long ponytail
I was once sixteen...

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There is a bumble rumble 
 off in the bramble ramble jumble
 with bees hovering as the sedum flowers crumble,
 flowers perched in fading colors reds and browns
 as summer  welcomes winter to town
 and autumn begins to shut life down;
the buzz feed hums...

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Langa street jive
All the girls look at me
The cape of storms 
Is stormy in this
Political climate...

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You know the Old Lady who lived in a shoe,
She led the Autumn Jive with Little Boy Blue,
DJ Peter Piper looked suave and dapper,
The Old Grand Duke of York, *MC and rapper

The Trees of the forest turned up for the rave,
The old Willow sporting a...

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I have lied
Multiple times.

I know we’ve all tried
Not to tell lies.

We all fail,
You’ve lied too.

So, what’s the deal?
I’m sorry, are you?...

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SHE SANG
" I FOUND A FOOL"
BEFORE SHE SANG
" A WHORE'S PLADGUE"
THEY LOVED IT WE SHE GAMED
ON "THE HO'S AND THE EM' MONGAZ"
WHEN SANG" STANKY FREAK"
GUESS WHO POPED UP AS
A SPECAIL GUEST?
"BIG" RICHARD AND DA BALLA'S"
THEY GOT DOWN NOOKIE, DOING
SAMPLES AND SOCCI"
PINK PANTS AND A BROKEN...

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