Best Slouch Poems
Slouch Hat
When you see the hat or hear the tune so fair,
you'll know what its about.
The old "Slouch hat" that our Digger's wear,
and the "Waltzing Matilda" no doubt.
Yes we have some pride in what we've done,
of the convict blood in this race.
We'll never be happy unless we've won,
to lose is a big disgrace.
Whenever asked, well we've been there,
to aid our friends in a War.
Our boys they've died, yes died with flair,
since the Breaker fought the Boer.
Well now we're multicultural, mixed, all sorts,
but all Aussies any rate.
New Aussies can be good at sports,
so say "Good on you mate."
It doesn't matter how smart you are,
don't try politics, be a clown.
You can be very popular,
till the newsmen pull you down.
Character assassination is their trade,
they cut tall poppies short.
Brainwashing by the sentence made,
they got Bondy didn't they sport?
When you see our Diggers on a farewell parade,
all races so proudly march there .
And the Waltzing Matilda so loudly is played,
it picks up your feet with its flair.
The Bayonets are fixed and Sabres displayed
for the Diggers its walking on air.
They're off to do battle with the tools of their trade,
the young and the brave proudly there.
by D H Johnson.
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Don't Slouch!
On the couch, dig for quarters and dimes,
but don't tell your father he will mind!
On the couch jump with your brother.
but don't tell your mother she will mind!
On my couch, you may snore like a dog.
On your couch, you might find your dog! (Tsk tsk)
On my couch, if it's scruffy and old, you may smell something
wearing some kind of mold. (Yuc)
On your couch, watch a movie with your friend,
but please no kissing until the end!
On my couch are soft pillows to lay your head,
better than the lumpy ones on my bed.
Whatever couch you choose, just rest and enjoy the news.
(Actually, bad idea)
To end this silly sofa poem as my mother used to say,
"Sit up straight and do not slouch"
(I'd like to add)
Never, ever, on a couch!
~`T was in Disney land, Walt Disney’s grand,
Cinderella, rags to riches, met her charming prince.
She did not lose her shoe, but she threw,
there out of the blue, to divine prince her shoe.
~What is apples to oranges, her ugly sisters knew,
though what could they do, they knew she threw her shoe?
Cinderella had a hand, was her plan there in Disney land,
for all hopes get complete, by faith in virtue sweet.
All odds were beat, of this rags to riches story so sweet,
Ugliness is never bliss, will never learn from true love’s kiss.
`Tis where Linda Marie, a child at heart, first got her start,
in this Cinderella part, and the trust we see, in her poetry!
She is no slouch nor drippier, of worship you will never strip her,
Cinderella met this fellow, from thence you will never quell her.
Take a note, never gloat, drop you slipper, do not slouch as drippier.
This be how “Sweetheart of Poetry Soup” remains so chipper!
You will never flip her, she knows how to drop proverbial slipper,
All ugly sisters, slouch of drippiers, have not famous slippers.
A beauty of teaching apparent, in Walt’s fairy land of fate.
Love’s affections, Cinderella’s gait, by it Linda found a soul mate.
For and in honor of Linda Marie
And contest: Disney
By John Moses Freeman
Slouch
The day ended like any other day.
The fall leaves blowing.
The crisp smell of decay and life mixing together.
I sat.
I sat next to the fire I had just built.
The flames licking the air
Quickly rising out of the pit that I had just dug.
I drank a beer.
Then another.
I smoked a cheap cigar.
It was a good day.
I didn’t punch a time clock.
I didn’t make any money.
But I had a feeling of accomplishment building up inside of me.
I hadn’t showered in two days.
I hear things.
I see things.
I just want to stink.
Stink and sleep.
almost died of scurvy
had psoriasis ever since
safeguarding my mind
step mother made the worst meals
i blamed her but now my taste buds
have changed and i realise
worked my mind
she really could cook
found my soul
devil's massage
got sick and began eating veggies
another sleight of hand
of the spine to live with
and took vitamins
lost to myself
and an exercise routine to see if i could beat it
lazy bones