We are the miestanders, a super proud religious group
almost thicker than friends in a traveling circus troupe
we wrote our own Bible; we’ve formed our own church
Don’t put us down, make fun or do any besmirch.
we are the miestanders, a very closed religious group.
our daily mantra includes a pair of socks and a red hoola hoop.
having fun and being silly are two of our main ideas, of course.
we have three mascots – a skunk, a mouse and a Clydesdale horse.
Of course you cannot join, you were not born on this side of main.
We are a snotty closed group, but you can sing the refrain.
We are the miestanders, we look down on others.
A group of miscreants, both sisters and brothers.
Categories:
clydesdale, humor,
Form: Rhyme
I’m a Clydesdale no more,
or that’s what my scale said.
Now I’m not saying I’m
a thoroughbred instead,
but I’ll be right back there,
as a matter of course,
if I resume old ways,
when I ate like a horse.
Categories:
clydesdale, health, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
We decided to take a walk.
If the moon and stars still existed,
they were hidden behind clouds.
Then a fog hit us like a wave, a cloud
that had run out of gas and crashed on us,
to further shrink the perceptible world.
Ordinary, walking people became vague
phantoms that could loom, in film noir
black and white out of the fog,
suddenly sharpen and colorize,
only to disappear again in moments.
Sounds, out of sync, or garbled, came sharply
from odd angles, turning that fifth sense unreliable.
Noises, at first muted, were abruptly amplified as
if the hand of that ghostly vapor ran a soundboard.
A man, moving in stalker-like silence, clops,
like a clydesdale on cobblestone as he passes close.
I half expected a distant fog horn to announce
the passing of a ghost ship where all be welcome.
Categories:
clydesdale, girl, night, teen, weather,
Form: Free verse
Santa’s Clydesdale brigade
helps him bring snow and presents
to the good, the bad and the ugly
Stand down reindeer!
Categories:
clydesdale, christmas,
Form: Light Verse
What's a single mom, overworked witch to do?
School potlucks won't suck up fat vats of witch brew
Green goop soup disinfects science projects
Magic wand deflects coupon blonde's rejects
Soccer field congealed, frogs in fish tanks
Your warlock son mocks the jocks with dark pranks
Your daughter barters love potions, your cat's a Clydesdale
Your cauldron is maudlin; no time for witchy cocktails
There's hearses to disperse, fortunes to curse
Restless pests - even witches need a nurse!
You've cobwebs to thread, graves to rake
Sugar greedy goblins to scare straight
No spells to swell your apothecary
Your broomstick's picked other places to be...
10/28/19
For 'Itch, Witch, Glitch or Twitch' contest
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
Placed 7th
Categories:
clydesdale, funny, halloween, mom, school,
Form: Rhyme
Rachael Hood hacked into the Royal Bank,
HSBC, Santander, the Bank of Scotland,
The Clydesdale, Barclays, Lloyds/TSB and the Halifax,
Got into each and every managers’ accounts,
Took ninety percent of their bonuses,
And left a thank you note handwritten in return.
It said, “Thank you for this money,
It is worth gold as it will save many lives,
And make a whole lot of people better, happier:
Warmer and save them from death,
And give them food and warm clothes.”
It was for the Syrian refugees,
Oxfam, Save the Children and WaterAid,
As Rachael had found out from them,
Just how ravishing and destructive life was for some,
For those who hadn’t done anything wrong,
Who hadn’t caused or aggravated their situation in any way,
And who where giving their all just to stay alive.
Categories:
clydesdale, computer, corruption, death, children,
Form: Free verse
From many connoisseurs, it has drawn mighty cheers.
This has earned the title of “The King of Beers”.
Drinkers have enjoyed its tasted for many years.
In numerous places, this beer is number one.
The flavorful brew has been rated second to none.
Where quality is concerned, it has established the benchmark.
A team of Clydesdale horses remains its trademark.
The company’s history is long and glorious.
The corporate headquarters is located in St. Louis.
Even during the brief period of prohibition,
the firm had never relinquished its top position.
Its status as an American beer is now in doubt.
To a Belgian company, they sold themselves out.
Categories:
clydesdale, business,
Form: Rhyme
When I was young I had two horses,
A gelding and a mare.
The gelding's name was "The Cheyenne Star",
With a temperament so fair.
The mare, her name was Candy,
She was anything but sweet.
She looked just like a Clydesdale
Without the hairy feet.
Riding Cheyenne was a joy,
With power steering and power brakes.
He responded easily to each touch
And what a difference that makes.
Candy, on the other hand,
Was like driving a big dump truck.
Hard to get her to move at all
But if she took offense, she'd buck.
They are both long gone now
But I remember both their styles
And they left me with many memories
Which can always bring on smiles.
Categories:
clydesdale, animalspower,
Form: Rhyme