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Walked in through those gates, the legends foretold/
valley of death? Try a circus of old/
The baddest dude charged, Timber! Came the call/
He fell like a Jenga tower, five stories tall/
A gang rolled up, thinking strength in their mix/
Twenty-five sprawled out, my karate did the tricks/
One guy swung a mop, I said, nice try my dude/
Bruce Lee sends his regards, you're downright screwed/
The warden, amused, said, you're quite a catch/
But here's the yard, better watch your match/
I replied, bring a referee, I'll fight the sun/
Prison weights? A toy, I lift bars for fun/
Heard of Big Tony, a baker in his cell/
Wanted me to fold, but I don't crumble, oh well/
He yelled; you can't handle this crusty bread fight/
I left him in crumbs, baker's dozen, goodnight/
Cellmates wanted a laugh; I gave them my line/
Why was the belt arrested? For holding up a crime/
Laughter echoed loud, like a jailbreak spree/
Legendary convict, now that's my decree/
They put me in solitary, thought I'd go mad/
But I tap danced with shadows, not half bad/
My mirror's my rival, I said with a wink/
Best fight I've ever had, and the toughest I think/
Release day came; warden gave me a grin/
Your Legend's now famous, let the world begin/
Life's a riot and the yard was my stage/
Off I went, the legend, turning the page/
We all had fun here dealing with Jack Queen and Mother dear
A full deck she had but it was that discard that was bad
Filled with heart the six was sent packing as a start
Leaving the pictures on the wall
The commoner card started wondering, roaming around the mall
Until by golly a five with a diamond in hand
Looking for a partner to stand
Now the Queen with a heart turned to the Jack who was at the clubs with his buds
“Romance is in the air look at that pair,” she said feeling hearty red.
“Call the King,”
“I will give him a ring,” the Jack did his thing.
When the King was found his royal highness headed down.
Knowing his influence in the town
Instructed just to greet the six and five, with a nice ‘hi’
“What game are you playing?” The King was saying.
When the four showed up with her lucky seven
They said “look, your royal highness we are eleven.”
Watching from a far the Jack and Queen monitored the possibilities
Impressed with the commoner cards credibility
“My Queen there is a twenty one on both sides the King must decide.”
The Jack did say
With the Queen mentioning “either way the royals will help them get a nice pay.”
But on the ground the Queen noticed the King started to frown
“Your royal highness we need you to leave since we are going in another direction with a three.”
As the King came back to his lady she was with the Jack
“They do not want me I was in the way of the commoner cards getting a nice pay.” The King announced while the Jack pronounced,
“Ah, an eight just showed up and the commoners have a nice straight.”
Later in the evening while the King and Queen rested in their quarters the Jack had a need to be a reporter.
Interrupting their dreaming the Jack came in screaming,
“Our ace in the hole just showed up with a ten and we are not going to have to fold,”
Looking into each other’s eyes knowing the lower commoner cards gave it a nice try,
“Our straight is higher than theirs and you know we do make a nice pair,” the royals told each other as the commoners in the mall reshuffled.
Finding a new game and another hustle.
Sleep drooled all over my pillow.
Stole money from my purse.
Ate everything in the fridge.
Told me if I don’t sleep a collision of events will occur.
Sleep locked the door at night.
But dreams are still not tamper proof.
When I’m locked in.
The blankets are on the floor.
But you don’t feel cold in your sleep.
You just hear someone ringing the doorbell.
So you try to stand.
Sleep is a person.
At 11:39 am.
Morning-
Means nothing because I dropped out of school two years ago.
I have dreams about school.
I really did do it.
Sleep made me do crazy things.
I was so tired so sleep asked me,
“Why not drop out of school and ruin your life?”
I thought I’d never sleep again.
But sleep said, “Nice try.”
The curse.
Sleep from 2:34 am- 1:12 pm.
Sleep locked the door at night.
I really did do it.
I don’t feel cold in my sleep.
I’m still here.
Stars could see forever
Thinking never
An avalanche would pull the lever
Feeling a mile high
This movie was going to be a nice try
Not caring about anyone’s lie
Then there was the heated sun
Melted snow weighing a ton
Fear should have won
But stars thought the drama was fun
Soon another one
Saying one more and you are done
But the stars had many goals
While the avalanche revenge was to bury the souls
When it went to overtime
A fifth netted a successful find
Stars came up with the goods
To continue the vacation in the mountainous woods
A few feet below
Would you know?
Our faithful dirty blonde knight
Checking out everything was all right
When he came across the film crew
Wondering how much they had to do
All of them acting cool
Setting up for when the stars come
Down the peak where they were from
Pretending being people in a script
Characters on a holiday trip
Romance blooming
Conflict needed to make action fuming
But the avalanche started its threat
Those from Vancouver decided this was not a practical bet
Instead it was the hour to get
Ending the working stay
Let the stars get their way
As the dirty blonde knight watched the packing
Waiting for nature to do some attacking
He was sorry to see them go
And decided to wait for the stars and enjoy the next show
Tom's Cat Tom
by Joan Donnelly Ellis (intended as a picture story book for children)
Some cats are really ugly and others are really cute, like mine, Bart. Bart can be bad though. He is sometimes up to no good. One day he ate my dad's goldfish. Bart likes goldfish. They don't like him back.
Wanna know something funny? My friend, Tom Murphy has a Tom Cat that he named Tom after himself. Tom gets bored a lot and so does his lazy cat, Tom. He just lies on the couch all day. At least that is what I first thought., that the cat was lazy, you know. Then I started to observe him more closely. After a week or so I realized the feline just pretends to be sleeping but he really doesn't close his eyes all the way shut. I think he is not as lazy as he makes out to be. Often it seems that the cat Tom is engaged in serious contemplation. He might be planning some mischief. Yes, Tom has something up his sleeve I decided and as soon as he's left alone in the house BAM! He'll be off getting into trouble . Last time he was left alone the Murphy's and I believe Tom terrorized San Quentin, the Parrot. We found a mess of Quent's feathers in his cage and on the floor below. Not only that but whenever the cat Tom was near Quent would make frightening noises. I told Tom, my friend , not his cat, that we ought to get those fellows from Forensic Files to do an investigation. Tom didn't like the idea much. Said he didn't think ruffling a few feathers was a serious crime.
I glanced at Quent who was curled up on the window seat and I swear he had a "Nice Try" smirk on his face as he glared back at me . In response, I
walked to the kitchen, and lifted Quent's Temptation Treats from the counter.
He jumped off the window seat and hurried to the kitchen. As he gazed lovingly at me with his bright green eyes, I stepped on the peddle of the trash can. When the lid opened I dumped the treats in and closed the lid. Some kids are really ugly and others are really cute. Since I'm a bird lover, I don't give a hoot.
Form:
A bloke who hails
from New South Wales
will know of Gundagai.
Some guy found gold,
or so we're told,
in days now long gone by.
I grew up there
without a care
when both of us were nippers:
she was my mate -
her name was Kate -
I used to call her "Kipper".
We loved to lark
around Yarn Park,
and sing Frank Ifield songs,
play hide-and-seek
on Morley's Creek
all golden summer long.
I'd glance at Kip
(she fielded slip)
and try to hoist one high:
but quick as thought
she'd yell out, "Caught!"
or "Nice try, Gundagai!"
Her brain was quick,
her wit was slick,
and ready with a joke.
She'd bat and bowl
and kick field goals
as good as any bloke.
Well, time moved on.
Those days are gone,
and never to return.
I've roamed this earth,
for what it's worth,
and one thing I have learned.
In this wide world
there's heaps of girls,
and some of 'em are ripper,
and dark or fair,
I've had my share,
but none of 'em's like Kipper.
I'm not that grand
with pen in hand,
but I've written Kip a letter:
I may be wrong,
it's been so long.
She may not even get 'er.
So now you know
the way it goes.
You've heard my tale unfold.
I'm like those fools
with sieves and mules,
hell bent on striking gold.
I'm a chafing chook
on tenterhooks,
awaiting her reply.
I know my Kip -
she's sure to quip,
"Oh, nice try, Gundagai!"
THE DOG-GED LIE
In a house on a bustling street,
Lived a pup with paws and fur so neat.
His owner, a young lad of just ten,
Made a promise to his furry friend, Ben.
"Dear dog," the boy did solemnly vow,
"I'll confess to my teacher, I swear it now,6
That you munched on my homework, oh so sly,
But please, don't give me that not-guilty eye."
The dog just woofed and wagged his tail,
He knew the boy's plan would surely fail.
But to humor his lazy friend, he played along,
Knowing the outcome would sound all wrong.¹²
The next day at school, in front of the class,
The boy's face turned red, oh what a farce!
"Teacher," he stammered, "I must confess,
My dog ate my homework...oh what a mess!"
The teacher just chuckled and shook her head,
"Nice try, my dear boy," she kindly said.¹8
But the dog at home let out a sly grin,
Knowing he'd never get in trouble for this sin.
And so, the boy and his furry mate,
Shared a phony secret that was so great.
Telling the truth would be tough, so it seem,
The boy & his dog made a fraudulent team.²4
VICK MANUEL POETRY {VMP}
FORM: Rhymes
Copyright ©?January 2024.
Little Red
Dots pop up on the
screen, The funniest
things you've ever seen.
Astronomers squint with knitted
brow, "What's James Webb showing us
now?" Tiny red dots before our
eyes, Blink and you'll miss their
tiny disguise. "Galaxies?" "Black holes?" "Nobody
knows!" "Perhaps - they're not quite dots," Fred
billows. We've found three hundred—maybe
more. Tiny red specks by heaven's door. Perhaps
~ they're what we've searched to find ~
since first we dreamed of space and time.
A baby starburst, just born, Not
long since the cosmic dawn. Just
ten million years of age, they
say, Twelve billion
light-years away!
WOW - How
Significant!
.
Hey diddle diddle,
Little Red Dot in the middle,
As James Webb peeped up in the sky.
The astronomers cried,
"What a wonderful find!"
As the Little Red Dot just winked, "Nice Try!"
12/5/20
Are you really on the right side?
Drawing a fine line
Very little or a lot of content on the timeline
Sippin' beer, red and white wine
Hard during the night time
It's almost always hightime
Getting sky high
No reason to always take my time
I've only got a lifetime
In the dark and where the light shines
Going to leave you on the sideline
Saw it coming, nice try
Never did any good being a shy guy
Okay, I'll speak the truth, I am drunk and I'm high
Let's be honest, why lie?
A lot think they are Einstein
Only if needed, will use any of various lifelines
As I continue to heed guidelines
Near and far from a pipeline
Continuing to climb high
Way off in the distance the skyline
Into so much more than Sci-Fi
Stars in the sky shine
Bigger than "Primetime"
Got to make the best of it, or opportunity will slide by
As "Juice Wrld" already said "I don't really like how time flies"
Not looking for a sign, I'm
Going to fight my
Own battles, proving the point of why try?
Because otherwise I either OD, or I die
I'm in my prime and a nice guy
Not a dummy, a wise guy
Don't need anyone's approval or a high-five
Not always going to abide by
People and their demands, in areas with or without Wi-Fi
Really I tried
But was always out of my mind
The cause of my destruction, always being a high guy
More than twice I
Paid the price by
Messing with dry ice
And being greedy when it came to a slice of the pie
Got to cut you off, no longer my guy
Girl you did me dirty, life is finite
It's far past time I
Say bye-bye
nothing can change the way that I feel
for your love for us is real
you help us each and every day
help us on our way
you make us strong
you fill our hearts with song
with you in our heart
nothing can tear us apart
your number one in our life
you help us overcome fear and strife
nothing can change the way that I feel
for your love for us is real
you help us to pray
and live our life your way
in our thoughts word and deed
help us to help those in need
may we do the things you want us to
to show great love comes from you
nothing can change the way that I feel for your love for us is real.
Nothing can ever change the way that I feel for his Love for us is real, so goodbye satan,
nice try but you lose yet again. Amen.