Gran and Gramps are BUM BUMS!
Standing beneath bouncy castle with hope and glee
Begging my Gran and Gramps to lift me up to see
The fun and exuberance of children taking a jump
Rolling into the middle like one big kiddie lump
Screams and giggles radiate through the air
Flying shoes, squished candy and knots of long hair
Children in chaos while adults swirl round
Bellowing “Be Careful or you might hit the ground”
I plead with Gran and Gramps in my best squeaky voice
To keep their big promise and give me the choice
To join in the fun and experience all the sites
They renege on their promise and gosh that bites
I crawl into the car with a big scowl on my face
Those two party-poopers are a child’s disgrace!
Riding home in silence and feeling so glum
I give them a nickname “Gran and Gramps Bum Bums”
Waving goodbye and as they drop me to the door
Dumb “Bum Bums” will be lucky to see me anymore!
Silly selfies by the pool.
Vacation memories to keep us through winter.
One Two Three... Say Fun!
Wordku: 5-7-5- words
AP: 3rd place 2025
We were hillbillies when we lived in the north
But now that we are Floridians, we have to come forth
Admit that we love wearing pajamas and nighties all day
When I go outside, my attire scares the alligators away
Now we are known as beach bums, which is okay by me.
I can sit on a beach and eat crackers, and drink lemon tea
Not only in the summer, but in the winter and fall too.
I love living here with the rednecks, Trump true.
I like my mumu, can wear it outside to garden or water ski.
Since I am in my seventies, no one says anything to me.
I became invisible a few years ago thanks to my age.
Wow! We had two inches of water according to this little gauge.
I have new friends now, we play bridge and use walkers too.
Eat all the rich foods, some of us weigh two hundred and two.
Our waistbands are elastic, there are crocs on our feet.
Come over for some goodies the next time you want to eat.
My job as your next President
and benevolent dictator,
is to live it up in the White House
and not bother Americans at all.
O and yes....
defund and term limit
all congressmen and senators,
who needs politics
when we have sesame bread sticks?
The irredeemably evil among us
will be forced to pillow fight it out
in a bouncy castle.
Public spectacles of random kindness
would be fully covered by
an honest media with no agenda.
Some say I am a Pollyanna,
some, a cock-eyed optimist,
but at this sad time
my cunning secret
is that I don't give a crap
about your point of view,
which of course,
perfectly defines me
as a typically jaded
and pissed-off American.
Vote. Vote, Vote!
The days just seem to be whizzing by
Much faster than usual of late
Seems like just a few years have passed
Since going on my very first date
Exciting days of discovering new things
The world was shiny and new
A little bit scary but an absolute blast
Disappointments I've had just a few
All in all it's been a fabulous journey
Stopping at many great ports
Wouldn't change a thing even if I could
But the journey was way too short
Maybe I'll return as a piece of sculpture
Observing your every move
Perhaps a treasured Stradivarius violin
Serenading visitors at the Louvre
Even come back as a well worn seat
In a famous Hollywood restaurant
Rubbing bums with some powerful people
What more could a simple guy want
Today, I thought I’d throw the bums out
When I went to vote, I gave a great shout
As I pulled the lever for new candidates,
I discovered they were johnny-come-lates
Who weren’t any better than the last bunch.
When I read their names, I had that hunch,
That in four years, I’d want rid of them, too,
Trying to figure out the best thing to do!
Written November 8, 2022
Invasion of the Bums & Scarecrow-Soldiers & Pretty Ballerina’s
By David J Walker
What are you gonna be
I donno
Maybe a soldier or a bum again or a Martian
My sister wants to be a ballerina
But its way too cold for that
The most memorable year was when my mom turned me into
the tallest paper mâché octopus
Every seen
in a 3rd grade class.
The Halloween parade would begin at 10 on the school stage that hosted
the most ghosts & goblins
bums and ballerinas
and store-bought Cops & Cinderella’s
soldiers and white-as-a-sheet spooks with big cutout eyes
& bums with bones
black magically coming out of nowhere
After dinner & Its the Great Pumpkin Charley Brown
We are out terrorizing the town
Winter coats covering our prized costumes
Timidly
Begging for candy
Until our big brown bags could hold no more
Sorting
Chocolate with chocolate
Suckers with suckers
Candy bars of all kinds
Candy lips & candied apples
Candy cigarettes & Popcorn balls
The next morning
Moan/Groaning
But still
can’t wait for school to start &
The retelling of the last nights Halloween Haul &
Haunted adventure
Just in case this is something you didn't know before:
the Dodgers don't play baseball in Brooklyn anymore.
Ebbett's Field is a ballpark we will no longer see.
It was torn down, and is now a part of history.
Even though those boys in blue have gone away,
they are still playing the game of baseball today.
In a new town, the Bums have achieved greater success.
Home games are played in the California city of Los Angeles.
Bums are funny, I don't know why
giggling 'til I nearly cry-
Silly nicknames are so much fun
like tuchis, tail, rump or buns
Some are dainty, sweet or cutesy
like heinie, cheeks, and petootsie
Timid hinting at their meanings
“back-end”, “behind”... backward leanings
While some are spunky, full of sass
like keister, bum, or tush, (or ass)
Posterior and derriere
both spell it out with quite a flair!
But buttocks, butt, or plain “backside”
bare it all- with nothing to hide
Haunches, hindquarters, can or seat
the list goes on without repeat...
Rear-ends, bottoms, duffs, full moons
all leave me laughing like a loon!
An amazing revelation that has long since become
The universe contains neutrons, electrons, and morons
The last one is quite obvious
Just check out the wackiness
Of the loonies at the mall with their thumbs up their bums
we're are team
have summer dream
love the beach
playing folley ball we teach
let that hot sun
we are
SUMMER BUMS
Bums are yummy as they swing back and forth
Course I talkin' bout ladies, I have it on good source
Much preferred by us gents
For bums, we're hell-bent
Like a drug, now in rehab but much better, of course
Bums are yummy as they swing back and forth
Course I talkin' bout ladies, I have it on good source
Much preferred by us gents
For bums, we're hell-bent
Like a drug, now in rehab but much better, of course
Bums are yummy as they swing back and forth
Course I talkin' bout ladies, I have it on good source
Much preferred by us gents
For bums, we're hell-bent
It's a drug, now in rehab but much better, of course
Sitting in my car waiting for Cathie
My eyes darting to and fro
Shorter than short shorts wherever I look
My poor heart is beating so
Is this gonna continue year after year
Where will this madness end
Not soon I hope, this is heaven on earth
Lovin' it my very good friends
Do they know what havoc they is a-causing
Have run off the road more than once
When the real short shorts are in concert with
Two lovely wee bumps up front
Seems like an obsession of a sexual nature
It's just a normal male reaction
Promise I'm harmless, well most of the time
Till exposed to this innocent distraction
Can honestly say I've still got an eye
For girlies with those sweet wee bums
Just admire the beauty, not a dirty old man
Oh the female form, yum, yum!
(See, age matters not!)
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