Eat My Hat Poems | Examples


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Time To Push Back

If we delay pushing back,
Telling others it is wrong to do that,
Putting on a hard hat,
Leaving a one bedroom flat,
Giving bodies less fat,
Chasing the money trail to a fat cat
Smelling a rat,
Going out to bat,
Getting rid of the weeds covering the welcome mat,
Reading the latest crime stat,
Giving a word to the wise, to a bureaucrat,
Making gangs scat,
Checking the thermostat,
Firing a technocrat. 

If you can show me, how we will be ok if we don't start pushing back,
And just turn our back on all of that,
That  the system will cope and we will all grow fat,
With no freedom being lost if we ignore all that,
That profit after tax will stay pat,
That everybody over 60 will still be able to bat,
That children will have no nightmares,
If we delay pushing back on most of that,
Then I will eat my hat.

Cautionary Couplets

CAUTIONARY COUPLETS

I hazard it has many times been said
That we have never lived if we’ve not bled

If you attest a life of no regret
I’ll wager you have never placed a bet

If in your time you never crash and burn
You miss an opportunity to learn

If you forever seek to others blame
Well they may seek to ever wipe your name

If you choose peace at all cost you may see
A subjugated life of tyranny

If love is all, in truth I promise that
With careful seasoning I’ll eat my hat

If you aver you never told a lie
I’ll guarantee the moon’s a pizza pie

If you contend you never commit sin
Then join this club of one, they’ll let you in

Premium Member It S Not Rocket Science

Cup of Joe
Cut to the chase
Between a rock 
And a hard place
Back to square one
Piece of cake
Dime a dozen
Truth is stranger than fiction 

Cold turkey
Down and out
Down for the count
Down to Earth
Drawing a blank 
Easy as pie
Eat my hat
Go for broke 
Truth is stranger than fiction

Hands down
Happy as a clam
Hard pill to swallow
High and dry
Head over heels
Toe to toe

Truth is stranger than fiction.


Quirks and Preferences

QUIRKS

I once had a friend long time past 
Who was wont to always break his fast
On cornflakes not with honey and milk
But pickled onions, gherkins and their ilk

Now if that’s not a quirk I’ll eat my hat
But when I do I must specify that
The brim must have ketchup, and then the crown
Will need Mulligatawny soup to wash it down

I have penchants predilections and preferences
For which others give tolerance and deferences
Like playing Wagner while eating beef jerky
And some other things that are just as quirky

I can ride a bike when not too far
Sitting backwards perched on handle bar
And though not Welsh, but from English stock
I can pronounce Llanfair­pwllgwyngyll­gogery­chwyrn­drobwll­llan­tysilio­gogo­goch

In choosing twixt the Burgundies and Bordeaux’s
I adjudicate by colour and by nose
But if the menu’s fish and chips with mushy pea
I’ll settle for a nice cup of tea

So live and let live and we’ll get along 
With our whims each singing a different song
These fancies, whether from Venus Mars or Saturn
All add to life’s rich quirky pattern

Cats Vs Dogs

A dog is better than a cat!
Dogs are best,
loyal and clever,
by your side,
forever and ever.
Cats are arrogant,
just plain rude,
looks of disgust
at their food.
Fussy creatures
it has to be said,
a layer of fur
covers the bed.
Dogs you can train,
do as they're told,
they can even
give you a paw to hold.
The day I see
a cat do that,
is the day I'll
eat my hat!
Show me a puppy
and I am smitten,
not quite the same
with a kitten.
So there it is,
I rest my case.
Dogs are the superior race!

Keep Ridin' To Be Free

They’re fencin’ off the free range,
Sayin’ that’s the way things will be;
I reckon it rubs us strange;
You just keep ridin’ to be free.

They tell us “do this or that,”
They show us how it should be done;
But I’d just soon eat my hat
And ride off in the settin’ sun.

They now rope us in corrals;
Seems I recall we once were free;
But we’re puttin’ up more howls
For as far as a man can see.

Beware the gentle tyrant;
He enslaves with those sugar cubes;
We just have to say we can’t
Be dumb cowboys or circus rubes.

They’re sellin’ off the nation
And it’s us that will pay the fee;
Stock up truth’s ammunition;
You just keep ridin’ to be free.


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