Willy the wannabee Wallaby went
To visit his sweet, sick aunt Millicent
He met a dingo who said,
Don’t look for Millie in bed,
Relish her in my belly with free rent!
Categories:
dingo, animal, sick, sweet,
Form: Limerick
Though small in size you stood strong' and wise
In your answer to him, of your intended demise!
And that of our fair state.' In our great land.'
For right here i recount of that old 'dingo dan'
He'd paid the blood money, he's bought a plot'
Oh how my blood boils.' And i can tolerate a lot.)
Its plain he had a dirty plan, to cottaging; that spot; on prime Murray river bank land'
Well it did not come good.' No not at all.!
For a true blue builder, rejected that call
He came like a demon..yet left like a cur.!
On that; may freedom loving Aussies all concur!
Keep shunning the dingo.' May mange be upon him'
I praise our publican, may all blessings be on him.!
Categories:
dingo, appreciation, assonance, celebration, character,
Form: Sonnet
Oh mighty dingo I see you still crawl.
Long ago broken hearted and yet you still bawl.
Tears down both cheeks, is it your poor little peetie?
My heart aches for you, my dear little sweetie.
Still gritting your teeth while stuck in a clinch.
If your throne’s getting cold, then you might as well pinch.
You slither around with you childish boring prattle.
You’re still stuck in our creek, without either paddle.
Categories:
dingo, crush,
Form: Rhyme
There once was a man named Keith with perfect lingo
‘Till an unassuming stranger changed his name to Dingo
It blew my mind
It’s so unkind
To fabricate, that he’s an ape, with me she scores no bingo!
I followed the poet thought I was on her team
The naked eye, it makes me cry, that which is unseen
She had me thinking
That he was stinking
Some poets call that feisty, but I call it really mean
Categories:
dingo, bullying, humor,
Form: Limerick
*Warning High Fiber Content*
There is a place in the outback up high on a hill,
a little brown shack, where the Dingo gets his fill.
It’s a place for the locals who eat bratwurst and beans,
a favorite spot for the Dingo which nobody cleans.
The view is breathtaking and so is the smell,
he goes there every night and thinks no one can tell.
He hides in the shadows of the little brown shack,
at a quarter to twelve, he goes in for a snack.
During the day he also goes there to think,
he puts on perfume but he can’t hide the stink.
There is one thing for certain, he is not hard to find,
he’ll be sitting on the biffy, just clearing his mind.
Categories:
dingo, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Beware of the dingo and watch out for your goat,
he hates our current leader, but is unable to vote.
He’s been doing hard time for relations with a horse,
he finally escaped but then he was caught, of course.
Back to Yuma he will go in a red dress and cuffs,
sleeveless I might add as he huffs and puffs.
He’s pretty sneaky this dingo and he’s fond of our landscape,
if he catches wind of your sheep he might try to escape.
I pray Terry and Dave keep a close eye on this chap
the dingo is not picky about what he puts on his lap.
He’s a menace to ranchers and all animals in town,
even in the car park, on the low he is down.
The good folk in Milton Creek will surely watch for his return,
this dingo is full of disease and spreads a rash that will burn.
Don’t try to be a hero, if you hear him talking rough,
he’s been working his fingers and he was born keyboard tough.
Categories:
dingo, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Tony Lane’s Part
Said the proper Doctor Perkins to the Aussie from down under,
The phraseology of your utterances leave me in wide wonder.
How am I to understand the meaning of what you say?
Unless you teach Australian colloquialisms to me right away.
The Aussie looked the Doctor in the eye and here was his reply,
Then Don Added
Just dehydrate a dead dingo's donger, till it isn't any longer,
grind it down till he is feeling speyed,
Porkupine is great on the Aboriginal plate,
op rum is stronger without battery acid is stronger,
Old Croc will come by to draw me pay...
ps heard Traces contest wants 5 lines about friendship???
Categories:
dingo, adventure, me, me,
Form: Ballade
my heart
weeps of this lifetime
we shared, and as
no repetition or Déjà vu
can follow
I watch
each memory pass
and my chest aches,
with all the smiling faces
whose love,
is lifting you on your way
my soul is forever
sealed in the blood
that reared and pressed me
against the breast
of the Canis lupus dingo
I now walk alone
a white speck,
on red dust
and my howl
rises to echo,
the night
Categories:
dingo, lost love
Form: Blank verse
A dingo ate my baby
It came into the tent
Gobbled up my kiddie
Farted, then it went
The dingo ate my baby
It’s a terrible disgrace
It swallowed up my nipper
And it didn’t leave a trace
Categories:
dingo, animals, death, family, funny
Form: Light Verse
I raised an Australian dingo,
no name came to mind but Ringo;
he jumped on me,
ripped my clothes daily...
it costed me plenty of money!
Only once I left him alone;
good grief... my furniture was torn!
Oh, should I be mad...
or be kind instead?
I'll sleep over it for tonight!
All Ringo did was run, bark and howl,
mistaking a small cat for an owl;
They took him away
to the zoo today;
he'll whimper form his cage, not rest!
I'll take him back, lest he behaves;
his lesson he'll learn: good manners!
Now, Ringo just stares
to earn forgiveness...
it's fun to play with him and laugh!
Categories:
dingo, depression, friendship, funny, love,
Form: Limerick
Having seen an endless hall
doors either side,
I wandered,
a white dingo
joined me
at magnolia runners end
my blood turned to take flight
his fangs crept to
a grimace
as he leaps
Now,
with paws on my shoulders
he laps
from the river coursing
my face
I release what I thought
were exclamations
of a beginning
enlightenment
and brush to cross the fire
searing within my flesh
his mouth took my hand
leading me to the first
of many doors
this is my totem
the path I shall follow
this is just the beginning
my hand rests in destiny’s
soft white coat
stilled
Categories:
dingo, fantasyme,
Form: Blank verse