Golly, gee willikers, gee whiz
My punch lines have lost all their fizz ~
Where has that fizz gone
It’s missing since dawn ~
Critics say: ‘Tis what ‘tis what ‘tis
Word
Everything Can Be
Interpreted Wrong.
But
You KNOW.
Gee Whiz.
-Gray Squirrel
09-01-2024
Can't believe I'm penning this mess,
but I must address the gifted poetess,
Jan Allison has a degree from the
distinguished Poot-Toot University,
she has a PhD in Fartology.
An expert she is,
and, gee whiz,
anyone who writes of farts
so funnily,
is the "Queen of Flatulence,"
a PoetrySoup decree!
And yes, I know some are offended
by potty humor,
but we need comic relief in
the literary til we laugh ourselves
into a stupor,
as this world has much strife,
even if it's gaseous,
laughter heals life. ~
Sip…sip…w’zup
sippity-doo-da day
robust bouncing
cool beans with a shaka sign
super-duper gee whiz jiff
by golly ding-dong
it’s gonna be the best
D D D D D D
A A A A A A
Y Y Y Y Y Y
YAY
cool beans
Leave It All Behind II
Humans are Apes
Looking a bit different
(A lot of character)
From the way we look now
*
Are to go through
So many changes
Physical Cognitive Emotional
*
So many challenges
Language Social Interactions
Maintaining of Traditions
Being of the Nomadic Persuasion
(Mom Dad we have to move again Gee Whiz)
*
Coping with Seasonal Weather
Water Depletion Crop Failure
*
Contending with Human and Animal Predators
*
We also have immense Curiosity
Which liven things up
*
I'm passionate to the people, the ones I love the most
And I'm passionate to the holy ones, the spirits and the ghosts
I'm passionate to most people, that are thoughtful, kind and true
And I'm passionate towards some people, that I really never knew
I'm passionate to my pets, my cats and dogs and fish
And I'm passionate about the way the fish looks, when he winds up my dish
I'm passionate towards my car, and also, to my house
And I'm passionate to that little bastard, that G-damn sneaky mouse
I'm passionate I'm passionate I'm passionate, I'm passionate 'Oh gee whiz!
And I'm passionate because I'm passionate, and that's just the way it is
Away at the dentist
No relief all night
If he starts to hurt me
his hand I will bite
When I open my mouth
he says, "There it is.
You've got a cavity."
Well duh, Doc. Gee whiz
I'll need an injection
to handle the fill
My request was ignored
cause I hear the drill
This is taking too long
I think I might faint
This guy must be a quack
A dentist he ain't
I’m not a fan of seafood but don’t mind
a tuna salad or fried fish with fries.
In England, that’s called fish ‘n’ chips. I find
the same name used on menus here. My eyes
spy that title easily. I am awed.
By a nice huge serving of fish ‘n’ chips.
The fish is likely halibut or cod,
but the one that passes through my lips
most often is halibut (a flatfish).
It’s firmer – more substantial – than cod is.
However, it costs more than cod. I wish
it wasn’t so dang expensive. Gee whiz!
“Just for the halibut” I ask for it!
But that's no whim; I like it quite a bit.
The road to true love couldn't be more crooked.
It's tough to navigate.
The forks do get rough and wicked;
They're never straight.
Some are hit with tsunami of heartbreak
And pain along the way,
Yet try again despite the ache
Without delay.
Is the zigzag journey to love worth it?
You bet your life it is!
If it's love that you seek, don't quit!
Risk it, gee-whiz...
Writing Challenge - Zip, Zig, Zag, Zing - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
Syllables checked at HMS
Date written: 12/27/2022
An umbrella is a fascinating contraption
An apparatus with unparalleled import,
It has evolved through many an adaption
So let us never, inadvertently, sell it short.
The English, yes, they call it a bumbershoot
And for years I didn’t know why, but it is,
A combination of umbrella and parachute
Quite extraordinarily sensible, gee whiz.
I have lost twenty or thirty in my lifetime
Not needing it when I am ready to leave
Since it isn’t raining, ‘tis certainly no crime,
Needing it again, though, it’s such a peeve.
written December 25, 2021
Wallace “Wally” Cleaver
handsome, well-liked high achiever,
befriended Eddie, so unlike him.
Golly!* Wally wasn’t given to whim!
Eddie Haskell
was a neat, slick, conniving rascal.
With his flattery and pseudo-smiles,
he spiced up the show with his wiles.
Leave It to Beaver
*Wally and other characters use expressions like “Gee whiz,” “Gosh,” and “Golly.”
September 29, 2021
entered in the Clerihew 2 Contest Placed 1st
Sponsor: Joseph May
Some people claim that our God doesn’t need us
Mighty and great that He is
He could dispense with the trouble to feed us
He doesn’t get us, gee whiz
Man is a notion of love and devotion
Fathered by God on a whim
He is the wheel that set us in motion
Though our prognosis is grim
People forget that a family with children
Multiplies joy by their love
Parents are happy to help us, until then
Pray to your father above
We love the people we serve, is the saying
Sharing what many have said
But we are serving to love, and displaying
All the ways loving is spread
This is the reason that our parents need us
We need each other to live
Life is much more than somebody to breed us
Love is the strength to forgive
God really needs us for loving each other
And for the love, He needs too
Even our Father and Heavenly Mother
Just aren't the same without you.
While eating my lunch...at the SANTA PIE restaurant
BABIES IN PIELAND...were sitting next to me and my aunt
We were telling them stories...like HOW THE PIE STOLE CHRISTMAS
And how the PIE-RATES of the Caribbean is a movie...not to miss
The WIZARD OF PIE...had his hands full of flour
When the PIE HARD Hawaiian...had burnt and went sour
So they threw out the pie, and they served me some lox
As I listened to THE PIES OF MUSIC...play on the juke-box
So the moral of the story...PIE ACTUALLY is
GONE WITH THE PIE...oh my, gee whiz
Punny Holiday Pies Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Michele Faulkner
11-24-2018
This is something old Walter never talked about
But I wonder if Mickey and Minnie ever made out
Judging by their physiques might have been quite a challenge
Can't you just imagine Mickey yelling out those bad words
Like, “golly” and “gee whiz, Miss Minnie”
“You were g-r-r-r-r-e-a-a-a-a-t!!!”
Next time let's do it in your mousey hole*
(* Uh, that's where mousies live, you bad naughty people!”)
Okay I'll never be able to watch another Mickey Mouse cartoon again
Without the visual popping into my brain
Same with Donald and Daisy Duck!
Hope the kiddies never find out!!!
Busy bees, honey please,
fuzzy golden brown seas,
displeased feverish breeze.
I've tried so hard to keep
the bees off the three sheep,
but these bees seem to wheeze
on by the trees and tease.
Gee whiz! Don't they know where
there hive is where they share?
Don't they care birds in air?
Bees full of nectars joy
chasing past a young boy
not the slightest bit coy.
Around the sweet fillies
a garland of lilies;
Millie, Billie, Gillies,
and Willies all whinnies.
Indeed, offspring hinnies;
took heed of the queen bee's
swarm stings, fast run to flee.
I'm runnin , pumpin free
on the edge of the quay.
2-9-2018
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