Long Platypus Poems
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Early one morn the sun did sink
in the west as the moon arose
And Farmer Jones inspected his rose
of purple corn, which began to dance
Shedding sheaves, donning pants...
While in the barn, the cow was neighing
at Ed the horse, professorially saying
That Oscar the penguin had quacked his last quack
unless the Porcupine's magic needles bring him back...
Back in the house, Mrs. Jones was a-me-owing
at her pet bird Elvis, who was busy massaging
The tummy of the chipmunk, Rufus, a big of a doofus
while her rattlesnake, "Nixon," was clearly a-fixin'
To tickle Farmer Smith's duckbill platypus
though that really shouldn't matter to us...
A miracle happens every single minute ---
the sun comes up, the moon goes down,
The world turns round --- But they remain unreceived
~ unless there's something unusual in them perceived
Ah, perfection…..
The ever-sweet concoction of confection
Color inside the lines no deviation
No platypus designs in this creation
Be British, never rise above your station
Perfection….
We’re told we’ll never get there - so why try
Achieving naught but failure till we die
Listening to teachers sadly sigh
While wiping way the tears we couldn’t cry
One size would never fit us all
From birth until we slowly learn to crawl
Neither can one bag collect the leaves of fall
Nor mute the changing tone of winter’s pall
Cold harriers will stalk the written word
Slash it with a heartless wooden sword
For using words that they could not afford
To describe a mud rimmed pond as a fjord
So strive to be the best that you can be
Remembering that freedom isn’t free
And as you etch the page with flowing ink
There is much room between red’s edge - and pink
John G. Lawless
©4/4/2022
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“Ah! Ah!” cried Mr. Shaw, a museum man of science in 1799,
as he carefully unwrapped a specimen from New South Wales.
It was Labeled: "It's a weird one; Caught in a creek; Dug from a burrow with egg nest!"
Mr. Shaw’s heart thumped with suspicion of a prank or fraud, as he noted what he saw:
It had the webbed feet, a rubbery bill, and the eggs of a duck.
It had a wide flat beaver's tail and coarse thick brown fur.
It had two snake-like fangs, on its hind legs, and small piggy eyes.
It suckled its young with milk, but no nipples were found.
Mr. Shaw looked hard, but found no traces of stitches, glue or bindings.
How can this be? How can this be real? How utterly bizarre?
"Ah! Ah! I know!" God, the creator, has a wicked sense of humor!
Behold! The duck-billed, flat-footed - Platypus!
2025.12.24
About 18 months ago,
A black hoodie was acquired.
With a grey platypus printed on it.
And a heatfelt poem was written,
To commemorate our friendship.
2024.6.22
It was fine you still have not found me.
It was not like I play hard to catch.
I just don't know who I can trust.
Having my image on your hoodie,
Was the closest thing you can get.
You are one of those who found me cute
For that I am sure I can't dispute
You aware that my species is facing extinguished.
If for any reasons. I can't be your friend,
You know I still love you
But did not know how to let you know.
If you love me then you have
A very strange way to show.
Now, I feel deserted and ignored.
I am being buried long before my species.
PS
When are you going to learn how to swim
So you can join and find me in the stream.
Both the hoodie and the poem,
Were left behind after being rejected.
One year later, after months of waiting.
I decided to give the hoodie away,
It is now overseas and admire by someone.
I embroidered the platypus on a hankie.
I also embroidered your image,
The icon of your firmware Apps
And the poem which I compared
You and the 12 Apostles,
On my back from Great Ocean Road.
One day, after I am gone,
When I can see and miss them no more.
Please give them all away
As you did to our friendship.
A is an ape who wishes he were a man - why?
B is a butterfly who dreamed he was a man - why not?
C is the cat who wants to sit in my chair, when he knows I want to sit there.
D is the dignified duck who disdains Donald and Daffy.
E is the egret, elegant and snowy white, and loves her reflection in the water.
F is the frog, who to be a frog does not regret, until he's eaten by an egret.
H is the hummingbird, happy to be who she is - who else can steal attention from a flower, as she feeds from it?
I is the iguana who looks more and more like me.
J is the jellyfish, who is soft and pretty but who stings. Give me peanut butter and jelly, not jellyfish.
K is the kookaburra that brings happiness, as he laughs when he sings.
L is the lion who once was king, before the ape got his wish.
M is the mouse who, like me, enjoys cheddar cheese.
N is the nightingale who sings to a rose.
O is the owl wise enough not to disclose the song of the nightingale to his rose.
P is the platypus with a rubbery duckbill. I never saw a cooler animal, and I probably never will.
Q is for quail. Why oh why does he run instead of fly?
R is the rabbit with eyes on either side of his head. I've never seen one wearing glasses.
S is a spider, but you can't afford her. She needs lots of shoes, and she's always late trying to decide which to put on first.
T is for a tarantula, who does the 8-step to the tune of a tarantella.
U is the poor urchin who once lived by the sea.
V is the vulture who's now waiting for me.
W is the wolf, happy to sadly howl at the moon.
X is the xeru, who always remembers to wipe his feet.
Y is the yak, who is enlightened, and prefers not to speak.
Z is the zebra, who asks, "why would I want to change my stripes?"
2025.12.25
It was 18 months ago, besides the Platypus
Another hoodie with its proud poem,
Were also prepared for you
And heartless rejected by you.
2024.06.22
"I am amazed.
You found me when we are so far apart.
Please put me where
It is closed to your heart.
Keep me warm,
And excited me with your drumbeats.
Because I am
All yours to keep.
Not many people
Find me adorable.
So thank you for loving me,
But turning me away as a gift.
It was alright,
And what you did was fine.
However and whenever,
You change your mind,
I am sure,
You know where to find me.
Be amazed by my smell
I am under your spell.
Not many people find me attractive.
Touch me if you have a chance to do it.
Unless you don't want to.
Really, I really mean it.
One day, you let go all of your past,
No more of them in your heart.
Get marry and start a family."
Besides keeping both the hoodie, the poem
I went further embroidered
The poem on a hankie for you.
At least, you had no chance to rejected it.
When I am gone, you will then have the hankie,
But you have to give it away,
As you did to our friendship.
How different we were,
You loved the exotic animal,
But had no desire to keep its image.
I did not love you that much,
But I ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ......
Ok God hear it is
I spent eons perfecting an animal that cares about nothing I call it a……Cat
Gabriel beams as he places it gently in Gods lap
Could you please remove it
It is making a weird noise
and is constantly nipping me with its claws
Sorry your Lordness
Gabriel lifted the cat from his maker
Before we begin the test
I hope this is better than your last attempts
What was it again….God stroked his head
Yes the Dodo
The duck filled platypus
Oh and let’s not forget the humans
So …., shifting back on her throne…..test 1
Obey your maker
Come here……his finger pointing just beside her feet
The cat drew its eyes and darted off in chase of some flickering light
Okay good start…but let’s not celebrate too soon
Gabriel
Her me Cat sit
she sat transfixed by the cat
as it curled itself into a donut and fell asleep he glanced at Gabriel………very impressive
The cat leapt from its prone position
It jerks in juxtaposition with its grunts
Finally ending its exorcism in a matted tuft of regurgitated fur
WE SIT and watch our amber tigers
beautifully silent now, their stripes gone, however
they lie by the bedside in their fleeting splendour
with the serenity of heaven’s blue
a reminder of heartbreak on a wedding day
an image of awakening
I think that they’re dying.
WE REFUSED an invitation to a banquet
in a tortoise shell and performance of a terminal dancer
and rather stayed in our kingdom of dust
our souls of smoke and honeydew rust
we keep singing the quivering minstrel songs
my mind a wharf boat of crystallite sorrow
yours a dreggy wine of oriental ruby.
WE, THE CYNICS of highest magnitude
thirsty dogs by the desert fountain
you’re the aquaphobic mermaid, ironically
I’m your prismatic platypus in love
an albino condemned to walk the snowy lands
edgeless and sweet in their vanilla flavor
but some days it feels so strange.
WE CAME here alone and will go alone
and most likely fall into oblivion
together like mythical corsair galleys
sailing by the craggy forelands
we’ll hold our cold hands and we’ll hope and hope
to hear that familiar wild wild roar
and catch a glimpse of our majestic beasts.
There’s a lizard in our house,
At the last there was a mouse.
And we called the mouse Klaus,
Now there’s a lizard in our house.
Soon there will be a roo,
Koala, Possum, Emu too.
Swear it’s really true-
There’s a lizard in my shoe
A lizard in my shoe
In our house.
There’s an emu in our car,
He’s playing his guitar,
He thinks he’s a big star
The emu in our car
In our car
There’s a wombat in our school,
King parrot makes a rule
‘No wombat in our school;
This is birdy school
Birdy Birdy school
Bird.Dee.School
There’s a dingo on a boat,
A possum on a float.
Koala writes a note-
I’m in a life…coat
Please dingo stop your boat
Ding stop your boat
Stop your boat
Above goes flying fox,
In his orange jocks
With stripey coloured socks
Coloured socks
There’s an echidna in the pub,
Hugging witchery grub
Platypus guards the door
Croc is on the dance… floor
Doing a little dance
Dancey Dancey Dance
Dancey. Dance
Preying Mantis serves up drinks,
Southern Cross looks down and thinks…