Best Tootsies Poems
Space Shot
If I were a scientist I'd build a massive gun
To blast myself beyond the moon and then beyond the sun
I say the sun but it’s a star, our closest so I'm told
But I would keep on going cos the stars just leave me cold
They’re balls of burning gases and I’m sorry to be fickle
They always burn your tootsies and they defrost your popsicle
So on I'd travel speeding like a nuke intergalactic
Glad I built my launcher out of metal and not plastic
Lest I fail my mission, I'll rally and jet on
No meteorite shall halt my flight, I'll have my helmet on
I only hope that as I go my lungs don't spill my breath
For who would then inform you of my sad untimely death
My sole intent to land upon a planet like our earth
And so I would send word instead about my second birth
I'd need to make a missile that could take my message home
But first I'd make a shelter, perhaps a perspex dome
Once I'm fed and rested I would make another shooter
For there's no way that I could make an Interstellar scooter
If that's what you expected I must demonstrate defiance
My skills are in ballistics and not in rocket science
My trampy old DC's, a wonderful shoe
They stayed on my foot since I bought them brand new
No matter how smelly, or sandy, or wet
They were the best 'man-shoe' a female could get
You wear them for walking, skateboarding and jogs
And someone once offered to swap for some clogs
I had to decline for I love my DC'S
They've been there for climbing up walls and oak trees
They're comfy for biking on extreme terrain
and protect your socks when you're stuck in the rain
Encasing my tootsies when I walked 10 miles
through fields and meadows, and over wood stiles
We've danced through the puddles and lost loves and gigs
Got covered in poo when I ambushed some pigs
They're better than slippers, I'd say flip-flops too
Respect for the DC's, my favourite shoe.
18th August 2011
If you had one wish, what would it be
Mine would be with Jennifer Aniston making whoopee
We'd pause for oxygen
Then be at it again
She'd cry bloody murder as I nibbled her tootsies
So here I go, back to the sillies
Jumping in with both my footsies
Clear the decks, full steam ahead
Hope I don't hurt my tootsies!
The world's my oyster as they say
I don't like that incantation
Think I'll use another term
Like the world is my crustacean!
I'm just as happy as a pig in poop
Have you never heard that before?
It's really an absolute favourite of mine
Going to use it a whole lot more!
Never know what's coming out
I just hope and pray that it's clean
Don't wanna get kicked off the lovely site
For something that's really obscene!
Which came first, the chicken or egg?
Bet you don't even have a clue
So you're not the brightest bulb in the pack
Did you ever get past grade two?
Okay! Enough of this silly nonsense
I must go lie down for a while
My oversized brain is hurting real bad
Need to get back my radiant smile!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Barefoot
I’ll take off my shoes and socks, and walk barefoot in the sand, I will think about my past, while I’m staring at my hands, after swimming for miles, I am finally on land, I am always by myself, I am just a lonely man. I’ll take off my shoes and socks, and walk barefoot in the rain, yes my life is getting better, watch my hate go down the drain, I have all these secret thoughts, I have all this hidden pain, even though I have these thoughts, nothing’s wrong inside my brain. I’ll take off my shoes and socks, and walk barefoot on the floor, give myself a pedicure, I am happy to the core, getting sandals and flip flops, I am always wanting more, I will have to wait and see, what the future has in store. I’ll take off my shoes and socks, and walk barefoot in the grass, I am wiggling my toes, when I think about my past, rub my tootsies on my own, it is not an easy task, when I was a happy boy, childhood went by too fast.
Okay people, enough is enough
What's happening with this crazy weather
Cold enough to freeze the tootsies off a penguin
The eskimos are all huddled together
So far this winter's been the coldest in years
Certainly not a very happy camper
Civilized people shouldn't have to live like this
Us guys just love to be pampered
In all my years, through each Canadian winter
This one surely takes the cake
Not at all pleased, just want you to know
This is more than this guy can't take
If I knew who to contact I'd pay big dollars
For the sake of all mankind
Beg them to moderate these winter temps
To warm up mankind's behind
© Jack Ellison 2014
Doc said put on this hospital gown
Then remove your clothes from the waist down
My bare tootsies she clocks
As I’d removed my socks
No need for that, she said with a frown!
True story today - get my biopsy results in a month - got my fingers crossed ... wish I could have kept my legs crossed lol
3/19/19
Prince Charming arrived at the shoe store
looking for his Cinderella and future bride,
it was announced ahead of time on the internet,
thousands of women lined up for the event.,
hoping their tootsies would fit the glass slipper,
hours of grunts and groans and no luck,
Barbie Doll appeared in her gown and it was over.
I love to go dancing each week,
alas, a new partner I now urgently seek
No conversation, Joe was such a bore,
as we shuffled around the dance floor
We’d mastered a waltz and the tango.
but he didn’t quite ‘get’ the fandango
He’d say let’s try that dance move again -
crushing my tootsies, till I cry out in pain
I couldn’t walk when he broke my left toe
I said I'm sorry Joe, but you’ve just got to go
My plaster cast gets removed on Monday
In time a new partner will come my way
If you’re wondering where Joe dances now ...
he’s at the rear end of a pantomime cow!
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05/02/20/
if it's just lust
if it's just lust
no one goes bust
...then throwaway the rose
and prose
the idle stalk
and blank talk
playing footsies
and tootsies
shaken
and baking
in the oven
of shadow loving ...
find your knees
to please
if it's just lust
no one goes bust
give me your tulips
stop the peeping Judas
and let be mouth sweet
basking in your teeth
to play the piano keys
making our hearts freeze
if it's just lust
no one goes bust
give me your second tulips
of garden petals drops
to the rising sun
and the land of fun
to the sandy beach
where big waves screech
a sprint to the finish
holding on with a grimace
if it's just lust
no one goes bust
give me your third tulips
as the dark side bends and dips
in the face of virgin wool
as hearts and tears pool
as the piano man
comes pitching his grand
if it's just lust
no one goes bust
the night is on fire
tulips fulfilling every desire
the candle is lit
rising, rising every bit
as the tulips sit in her quivering vase
a cherub afterglow on their faces
connie pachecho
2/18/17
As coffee cups go mine's very pretty
With butterflies and flowers thereon
Not very masculine I must admit
But sure welcome at the crack of dawn
Stumbling my way down to the kitchen
At six o'clock right on the dot
Dragging my body bumping into things
Arms flailing as I reach for the pot
The first sip goes down kinda roughly
I shake and shudder giving thanks
My body tingles right down to my tootsies
That stuff can sure turn my crank
Been thinking of taking it intravenously
That's when there's no turning back
When you fall headlong over the precipice
And have serious withdrawal attacks
But to top it all off this substance is legal
How cool is that my good friends
When stuff can give you this much of a buzz
It's bound to be illegal in the end
So far so good and until further notice
You can drink it openly if you wish
But as soon as it goes the way of marijuana
That's a whole different kettle of fish
© Jack Ellison 2013
Halloween night
It’s a scary night in Cali
It’s like that everywhere
It’s the time were we can scream
(Scream)
Boo! the pumpkins scream out loud
Watch out!
It’s a scary time in Galt
(Ding dong)
“Trick or treat”
The kids scream out loud
Children everywhere
Dressed as in fairytales
Its joy to the parents
Seeing each child in there apparel
Serving little goodies
They see they have too many tootsies
It’s a Halloween night
So let’s want to cheer
No fighting can be near
It’s the best time of the year
“Boo!”
“Happy Halloween”
By: Marissa Stoops
Gray kitten dashing past so fast
stay, sit here please awhile
Hey! You’re making a colander of my chest
lay down in my lap and style!
That paper crane is not the enemy
cat get a grip and nap
bat the moth, yes that’s your joy
‘atta boy! Give it a slap!
Got no grip on that glass tabletop
hot, hot tootsies smokein’ wild
it’snot Sebring or La Mans
lotta temper here Ma’s not MILD!
Sleep oh pretty one and dream
Bo Peep that wee chassis please stop!
Creep off fur-muffin and rest,
leap no more or Mommy will drop!
Where Seamen Flows
tootsie
booby
flaps wings
that sing
the night
hymns tight
for bread
embed
that fills
her bill
3/20/17
Writer's Notes-fishermen go out to sea, bring in a nice catch. Birds follow the boat in. Fishermen have a big load of cash in their pockets. Music to someone's ear? Booby's (seacoast flyers) get some silver. Fish. Bread/or fish in their bill. Tootsies is slang for prostitutes. With fishermen's bread (slang for cash) set aside (embed) to fill the bill. The title is also a play on words.
I think the dryer ate my socks.
I cannot find a pair.
Whatever will my tootsies wear?
No sign of socks
on my floor,
in my drawer,
or behind my door!
It seems so weird they just disappeared!
I thought I spied one under the bed,
it was just my Calico cat instead.
I asked the dryer their whereabouts.
Did he know?
I had my doubts.
Were they stuck with static to a dress?
This tumbling machine would not confess.
I begged my crocs,
“Have you seen my socks?”
“We plead the fifth,” they replied.
"Had my dryer lied?
I pleaded with the hamper to tell me the truth.
Where oh where is the old sock sleuth?
Droopy
sporty,
smelly and
black.
TELL THE DRYER I WANT THEM BACK!