Gumby Poems - Poems about Gumby

...Sans sixth (psychic) sense... poise zen dystopian rant This prognosticator doth predict potential based at current rate sinister debacle that will instantaneously annihilate, United States st......Read the rest...

... Zenith University I am a proud graduate  of Zenith University,  where the quality stays on  until the little dot  shrinks and goes away.  I attended that fine institution  with ......Read the rest...

...We had Gumby and Pokey, And Sanford & Son. We had Mark Spitz, And Monty Python. We had Lenny Bruce, And Chips. We had the Sex Pistols, And A Ballroom Blitz. We had M......Read the rest...

...I wax poetic as lifeblood imperceptibly doth wane Mine body electric analogous to Google map pronounced with arteries and countless varicose vein visible popping blood vessels leeches have......Read the rest...

...I scream for ice cream she shouted until her lungs burned she was a tomboy with a strawberry birth mark on her cheek she ran like she owned gumby legs and Popeye arms of steel never wip......Read the rest...

...If I was any more flexible I could bend over backwards and touch the top of my head on the ground If I was any more flexible You could paint me green and call me Gumby If I was any more fle......Read the rest...

...I searched all night for a contortionist, so that I might appreciate my own lack of flexibility. She twisted my mind and body in the most pretzel of ways. Even though I tried hard, I couldn’t ac......Read the rest...

...Aging baby boomer no longer fit as a fiddle accumulating extra adipose tissue around the middle ain't no impossible mission whence thumbs I twiddle to shed unwanted weight methinks exorcise t......Read the rest...

...I'm one tissue shy of calamity, next to the last soul in humanity. I am one ounce of pride short of dignity, and one mph away from velocity. I'm in one town-you're intensity, a Master Charge a......Read the rest...

...Vincent Van Gogh gave Starry Nights their lucent glow. Then he took a pair of shears and cut off his unsuspecting ear. John Lennon never once reeled his pen in. He wrote and sang what he plea......Read the rest...

... For a little piece of green clay, he always had something to say. My classmates used to watch him before school. They thought he and pony pal Pokey were cool. Kids thought of them as a ......Read the rest...

...For diverse ranged interests, in prose and paint, speech annoted by body, frisbee aflight or as busking bowl. Writing poetry, sitting or standing, thought on title, concept craving to be told, ......Read the rest...

...in reminiscence I recall- the simple things,the fol-de-rol the somersaults but most of all I remember gumby! for every matinee I'd seen in salad days when I was green hats off to the silver s......Read the rest...