Hake Poems

Something Fishy

...
No wish to carp or cock a snook
I won't leave you in the lurch
but oh my cod take a look
what a plaice to perch
as just for the halibut
putting seahorses out to paddock
is enough to g...

The Clinic's Call

...My heart bled with every step I took,
That I’s tormented for my love with hake.
The clinic's call was a pit on my way,
A bitter form of the loss I needed to pay.

Some innocents were crucified f...

DROPS OF DISHONOR

...all the stuff going on that motel was heating up but the locksmith didn't speak
Irish too well & besides he got drunk & robbed the wrong merry-go-round anyway...
Sigh
Banal as it might seem, it's ...

Food For Thought

...Steady Eddie was always ready
For meatballs and spaghetti.

Dan the man was a big fan
Of eating eggs with boiled ham.

Bob the slob was on the job
To chew away corn on the cob.

Mitt the git...

I Rode Upon a Sea of Dreams

...Last night, I rode upon a sea of dreams,
a whale and grandpa rode them with me.
I felt water hit me as I sailed in my bed;
it was only the whale nodding his head.

He splashed all around thos...

Fish Fest

...Schools of fish in this lake seem to hold a fest
Fishes of all sorts swim in an august zest 
Shining in spotted, striped, silver, and gold vest
Schools of fish in this lake seem to hold a fest
Ca...

The Lake For My Sake

...Getting nostalgic around days by the lake. 
We moaned while touching the pond's water. 
The lake's base shimmered with life and hake. 
As love, spirit and peace aren't a clumsy bail...

Haddock To Hake

...I ponder on this till I ache:
a haddock who says he's a hake -
I guess it's his right
to think that despite
so many believe he's a fake...

Written 25th April for Constance's ache contest...

Killifish

...I've got a dish of killifish
I wish to eat that silly fish
Baked, or fried in peanut oil
Roasted, dried, or let to boil.

Make me a star-gazy pie
Take me to the Catfish Fry
Lead me to the Chin...

Too Early To Prite Woetry

...It’s too early to prite woetry.
Let me hay lere in my bed.
I hartied pardy. Woe is me.
Oh, my hounding pead!

My joughts are thumbled. My oh my.
It’s hust so jard to think.
I heel so forri...

Hullabalooooooooooo Hurrah Hurrah

...Ha ha a hullabaloo shouting hurrah is neither a hooked hippo nor a hollering hake. So dive into the deepest depths of an ocean globe and always wear a pretty apron or a pair of skin tight leather tro...

Taste

...i love to eat, it is my dream to eat and eat, 
and while the tastes, to heaven take, I fry 
up half a pound of hake, but that is nothing 
my lips to take, when in the fiery kitchen bake,
 a cake ...

My Eyes, Your Dream

...From my vision came your dreams
Burning out like the boiling colourless steam
With a sweet flavour of the white vanilla cream
Playing on in auto, like the unstoppable theatre film
dripping out of...

Michigan

...An unlucky young man from Michigan
Had a very unusual condichigan
He got sick from a hake
That he found in the lake
And now he can never eat fishigan...

The Turkish Turkey

...For this Turk Turku is a 1-horse
city but he has got to have horse
sense. He will not be as happy as a peacock in Turkey.
Hindi, the Turk word for turkey, is how we'll call this turkey.
Hindi, when l...

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