Under the SEA, MARIE the MANATEE
made a PLEA: “Stop your WAIL, Sir WHALE.
Your TALE is upsetting my PRIME watching TIME;
it’s a CRIME SHOW, you KNOW.”
Sir Whale continued his LONG, STRONG SONG,
While moving ALONG below the BOAT AFLOAT.
A GOAT named ADELE waited for the KNELL
from the BELL, while Marie swung a SPOON at the MOON.
The BELL used in the FAREWELL suddenly FELL.
It hit a SHELL. “It left a DARK MARK!”
the SHARK said. “She’s in BED with a sore HEAD.”
He READ, “She’ll be in all DAY, or so THEY SAY.”
The Dolphin DETECTIVE, though SELECTIVE, was EFFECTIVE
in his OBJECTIVE. He found a remote down the SLOPE from the ROPE.
“I HOPE that’s not mine,” CHATS Marie to the sprat KATZ.
THAT’S when the BLUE remote came into VIEW.
Sir Whale went COLD: “HOLD on, I SOLD that remote
to OLD Barry, whose CANARY is CONTRARY,” he said.
They VERY nearly MISSED the TWIST;
Marie HISSED, went RED, and quickly FLED.
You might think there's something wrong with my head.
I believe in the existence of members of the living dead.
She only comes out at night, and never walks in the day.
The trouble is, I know she died last May.
This pretty vampire has cast her spell over me.
She says I am just her type, positive AB.
When this creature bites my neck, it feels so kinky.
She always leaves much more than a hickey.
With her long black hair and dark eyes, she is one I will take.
Please don't come near her with silver bullets or a wooden stake.
An older poem reposted for the Halloween season
A tall fellow strolled on a beach abroad
Along a cream-like sandy shore unflawed,
He tripped on a small shell
And fell with a sharp yell,
Lying on the ground while all his teeth gnawed.
I wasn't ready to fall in love
didn't have the time
something inside turned on me
it sold me down the line
wasn't going to fall for love
I couldn't take the chance
my feelings got the better of me
and sold me on romance
didn't want to deal with love
it wasn't in the cards
emotions took a hold of my reins
they sold me to the stars
because my heart turns traitor
when you're around
my mind is made up
but my heart lets me down
and like a Trojan horse
inside the citadel
my heart opened up to you
and I fell
we were bombarded for half an hour.
pepsi, popcorn and upcoming movies blowhard
gaudy and ostentatious and galling
my son asks, 'when is it going to start?'
jet-lagged to infinity
i was woken up by an onscreen scream
or it might have been the last trumpet
after the movie i go to the bank and the
clerk doesn't know what i'm talking about
high time hoodang and deposited cash
on the radio that morning the new prime minister
is applauded and cheered into number 10
he wants to shake hands with everybody in the country
there are no birds in our garden
seclusion
ensured him more accolades
unsought
A tiny, curious star fell from
the night sky and landed in a
soft green tree.
He was scared of the dark,
but the friendly forest
fireflies came to play with
him.
They glowed so bright
together that the star was
able to find his way back
home.
they fell in love like only bovines can do
had a huge party down by the cattle auction loo
the dance was attended by heifers, and steers too
there was a lot of bull, said my cousin Nancy Sue
.
i didn't look
not thuh
eve'
peek-uh-boo
m-m
*whut :}
The Moon fell last night
She wiped the tears from her eyes
And she rose once more
nightingale from bush
singing its lyrical song —
where the missile fell
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Daisies could not bloom bound by debt of Time
we tried to unknot ropes tied across dimes
by deeds proceeding of their own accord
songs not written by either of us unfree
as white petals fell dropping one by one
Hours of tasting, smelling, touching lost
on battlefields, in barracks when away
you had to haste with epaulettes torn
I rooted a chasing escape, sweat dripping
tied to wheat fields watching babes chaste
Bald eagles soared above winelands stolen
gulls and albatross escorted galleon laden with longing ~ South to North, winds gushing
your wishes driven by wrenching penalties
seals then oceans carried lips and knees
Your breastbone turned from an unborn world
too pregnant in fluid womb of clocks chiming
fled you from aching loss of Love’s caged raging
stoic in withholding fist of sacrifice, away you got
drowning throbbing Heart in my own bleeding
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I don’t know why I fell into that hole.
It was a very unique way
I was feeling it.
I followed a master
who had saved several soft people
from falling into that hole.
Why did he push me into it?
I tried to grab his collar.
I tried to grab every stone I could,
but how could I
if I wasn’t ready for my life?
Maybe it’s my fault.
I shouldn’t have committed those things
that weren’t listed in humanity
and weren’t accepted in society.
That teacher taught me
how to be a human,
but never told me
how to understand one.
And I think that could have been
more beneficial for me—
because it’s better to talk
to the people inside the body,
not on the other side of the hole.
A beauty that charmed every eye,
Made passers-by pause and then sigh;
With grace she did bloom,
Dispelling all gloom,
Yet she slipped and fell from so nigh.
A tourist named Joe from Dundee
Got lost by the bright sunny sea;
He bellowed, “Where is my map?”
Searching, he fell in a trap;
He yelled: “These trips aren`t fun for me.”
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