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I Ham Guilty For Gobbledygook

I ham guilty for  gobbledygook...
and ruffling turkey feathers!

An innocent miss steak kin...
once former main lion,
resident iz cow herd vegetarian boar

ring beastie boy, who doth
newt practice, what he preaches your
truly battens down chicken
coop hatches so... call me galore
re: us hypocritic,
this honest to dog omnivore – more

accurate said buzzfeeding primate -
*****sapiens, he whelk hams
adieu after quick bonjour
hears ear splitting eeyore
deaf finning chore
tills unable to ignore

admits transgression,
now wonder wherefore
whether art thou still
game to reed my adore
hub bull poetry
understandable if ye deplore

such atrocious, egregious, opprobrious...,
violating ethical core
puss regarding straying
against dietary herbivore
rudimentary eel lamb ants
(chocolate covered my dear Watson)

boot fault in the starfish...por
favor mice elf can
oxe plain twittering like plover
with reasonable rhyme for sure
don't get doggy dimples in bunch
cause to skewer me but... but before...

sending killing squad to slaughter -
this puppy, aye kindly honour
my wish and don
me noggin with pompadour
as fetching drag queen
torpedo sized bosom

squirting parti-color
milk as self defense mechanism
averting casus belli thus
amidst melee I abhor
find self on horns of dilemma
life story these of this poor

cooked goose flambé
caught between rock and trapdoor
special cannibal delight
where madding crowd
chants "send him back"
accursed unconscionable roar

ring anger, but lurch for eats,
an impulsive reflex courtesy extempore
rain nee yes unforgivable poor
craven impulse to up peas hunger
uncontrollably craving regarding carnivore

pang additionally not further injure
ring innocent animal plus more
to this fishy tail than
meats the Wawa birdseye.
Form: Blitz


Premium Member I, Mustang

I, Mustang, am the stuff of legends
               Roaming the Northwestern badlands 
                Of the United States in small herds.
                I'm poetry in motion when I gallop, 
              Propelled forward by hinterland winds!

     The quintessence of beauty, grace, and freedom!
           I'm a social, wild horse breed; part of a herd
       Consisting of a stallion, colts, a harem of mares  
   And their foals. I mature sexually at the age of three,
                       And I mate from April to July.

                 As a male, I'm known as a "stallion,"
         The fierce herd defender. I group into a circle 
                Around the herd with other males to
               Fight off predators; chief among them 
                         Are wolves and coyotes. 

                 As a female, I'm known as a "mare," 
                   I lead the herd away from danger.
                      I usually give birth to one foal,
                      But sometimes I deliver twins.
                My gestation is roughly eleven months.

               A herbivore, I eat only grass and foliage
            I can grow up to 56 inches in height or more.
            I communicate by whinnying and whickering
                  To the herd. I loudly snort to alert 
                       Other mustangs of danger.

               Need I remind you of my perseverance?
               To withstand very harsh environments,
                   I can go for more than one week
                 Without water or food if necessary.
          My lifespan in the wild is about twenty years.


Date written: 09/03/2022

A Life Bereft of Healthy Risk

A Life Bereft Of Healthy Risk = >
Absolute Zero Value

Spectator role questioned,
(sans existence, no more
relegated to sidelines), else
yours truly cannot endure
foregoing one after another

golden opportunity to restore
adrenaline rush say jumping
without parachute, (egg nor
ring danger), yea donning wax
feather & wax wings like yore

Greek Icarus, the Greek son
of Daedalus, who did ignore
sage counsel, and blithely fore
went and did not heed score
one, asper plunging to death

yes, a myth, but trotted out
communicating, how I do abhor
venturing off the tried and
true path of familiarity sure
lee avoiding, though contempt

chew us of insularity, + predict
ability nonetheless found call
lore ring within figurative lines
falsely cocooned against popular
misconception exemption threat

ten ning body, mind, or spirit more
to appease false sense of security,
hence, I share plight with Alice in
Chains, not so wonderland deplore
ring this man in the box chicken

s**t to roost stirring outside floor
rill and fauna of invisible walled
din existence ruminating...glore
re: us such insane notion tubby
abducted, kidnapped, stolen...,

no ransom $ asked 4 herbivore
writer of such questionable whim
just airing such nonsense appeases
foolish of this pug nose schnorrer!

A Rabbit Named Bunny

Dogs dogmatically guard the home
Sounding the alarm with a growling bark
As owners are alerted to the threat
Miscreants flee into the dark

Cats are categorically useful too
Their mouse-tracking skills renowned
When a feline is prowling on patrol
Rodents scurry underground

But rabbits are a tougher sell
Their herbivore hunting skills quite moot
Unable to save the day or keep vermin at bay
They mostly sit there looking cute

Rabbits are thin-skinned as well
There's one faux pas you must not commit
Please do not call them rodents
Order Lagomorpha is where they fit

Why then do we delight in ours
The doe we call simply “Bunny” ?
It's cuz her antics provide comic relief
When she yawns it looks so funny

Bunny blithely flips her little plate
A curt review of pet shop food
She’s holding out for blueberries or kale
Depending on her mood

Baby carrots and parsley sprigs
Make for a tasty Bunny lunch
She regales us with her table talk:
Munchity, crunchity, crunch

After a hard day’s work, I come home
To my gray-and-white-furred friend
She’ll run to be picked up and petted
And my stresses are at an end

Yes, Bunny is priceless to us
And she certainly earns her keep
Familial duties done for the day
On a little throw pillow she falls asleep

_______________________________

for contest: Furry Friend
Sponsored by: Royal T
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Gary Giraffe

A tall lanky lug named Gary Giraffe
Acted so awkward he made others laugh.
He never reacted or even to mind,
For Gary seemed to be much too refined.

Gary the gangly, sweet spotted Giraffe
Drank water from a cracked golden carafe.
Some snarling zoo neighbors felt he was odd,
Perhaps an arrogant herbivore clod.

Still, Gary sipped his carafe at the zoo
As an elite giraffe is wont to do.
For giraffe health he did as he ought-er
Never failing to drink his spring water.
                                         
Though Gary’s carafe made hyenas laugh
Zoo lions roared loudly for Gary Giraffe.
Form: Rhyme


This I Know

The Phoenix is unique.
This gentle herbivore has magical powers
Which people seek.
Let's look at it's physique.
It has a scarlet colored swan body, autumn colored 
Feathers that softly glow in the dark, and a 
Peacock tail that is hot to the touch no matter
What the hour.
The Phoenix is unique.
It's tears when they leak
Can help a person in any dire situation so that 
Not even death can lay hold to devour
Which people seek.
It's song pierces ones soul in a mystique
Way so that it encourages good and strikes fear
In evil in less than a half hour.
The Phoenix is unique
For no one can tweak
A feather mixed with unicorn hair or dragon
Heart string core when put in a wand it gives
The owner superior power
Which people seek.
This long living bird in its last minutes has its
Feathers fall out looking like a plucked
Poultry making strange noises before bursting
In to flames at the eleventh hour making life
Seem bleak.
Wait! Look! Out of the ashes has come a new 
Bird that in a couple of days will be back to 
Normal size with all its magical powers at 
Their peak far away from any man made 
Towers.
The Phoenix is unique
Which people seek.

Premium Member Lion and Lamb Parables

I've been a vegetarian since 1999, so I don't know why I write poems like this. 

The Lion and the Lamb

Lamb said, "Violence is not the way of God."
Lion said to Lamb, "That's odd"
(and I quote verbatim)
just before he ate 'im.

Lion's Face Splattered Across the Front Page

Lion was out on parole
when he saw a Gazelle and ate him whole.
His attorney apologized for the pain
and would carefully explain
that the jungle king would plead insane,
but the jury found he was not insane, but droll
when he said he should've topped him with a jelly roll.

Carnivore Herbivore Dialog

The carnivore spoke, "I eat animals raw,
according to the jungle law".
The herbivore replied, "I won't even try it,
I observe a strictly vegan diet", 
as he proceeded to gently chew
a burger of mushrooms and tofu.
The predator ate him in one gulp and said,
"I prefer my dinner to be grass fed".
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member WEIRD

    A crab is trying to run straight forward ,
    Useless effort ending in sidewise crawl.
    Creature is bound to move sideways, 
     though weird.

   Caterpillar crawling on bamboo pillar
   chews leaves wishing to fly.
   Nature helps to take shelter in cocoon.
    Metamorphosis starts to progress :
    Transformation is complete later or soon.
     Ugly caterpillar comes out
     as beautiful butterfly fluttering wings
     sucking nectar from flower,
     really weird. 

    Tadpole swimming delighted in pool
    wagging tail without fail
   and by nature is herbivore.
   Attaining adulthood, it leaves the tail,
  turning to amphibian frog,
  purely carnivore,
  behaves weird.

Premium Member The Dancing Child and the Fox Trox- -

THE DANCING CHILD and The Fox Trox- -

See the dancing child
She's a very antsy little dancing child

She finds it hard to see the giggles
Overshadowed by the dances squiggles

Who is that watching near the pink
I think she'd like to eat me think

She is but a fun girl
Admired as she sits upon a shirl

Her empty stomach givers and shakes
It needs for food it runs on cake


She's not alone she brings a suede
A pet fox and lots of palisade

The fox likes to dance also
Especially the fox trots cause he'a herbivore

The dancin girl shudders at the fox
Fox wants to leave but she wants to fox trot




3/21/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
Form: Couplet

Dinosaur

What are these ancient creatures?
Which once dominated the earth
Left a mark which we will never forget
They came and saw during the Triassic era
And they continued their reign all through the Jurassic era
Before we starting spending pounds or dollars or Lira
230 million years ago
They dealt with the mammals of their time 
With just one blow
And devoured other reptiles as well 
Nice and slow
They ruled the seas and oceans almost completely
And they hunted for preys on land quite discreetly
Pterodactyls controlled the skies before the coming of jets and drones
And they communicated with their peers without the need of cellular phones
They lived through the ages for more than a hundred million years
And were the masters of lions and even big brown bears
Before the coming of *****sapiens
They roamed the sands
And conquered other animals in many distant lands
With its blade like teeth and an enormous jaw
Tyrannosaurus Rex was the largest carnivore they ever saw
But my favourite was the herbivore, Triceratops
He could repel an attack by the T- Rex until it stops
And had two horns on its fore head like the sign Taurus
With huge talons on its feet that looks like gladius
And the dumbest was the plant eating Brachiosaurus
With its long neck which made it look simply ludicrous
The dinosaurs prospered and flourished
And they were all over the place
They were man’s predecessors
And ushered in the human race
By design the dinosaur was no bird or reptile
But it may have comprise of the two
Because its spine stood erectile
Always looking for something to bite or chew
One day an asteroid came crashing down
And wiped them out
All the dinosaurs who used to live in our town
The proof of their reign
Lies deep in the soil
While their fossils remains 
Their flesh became crude oil
Form: Ode

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