Long Rex Poems
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I heard my name
Called loud and strong
A voice filled with joy
Happy to see me
A man who called me friend
From the things we’ve done
Walking now I think back
How very many years have pasted
From that bright warm day
Memories now are all I have
He has long since pasted away
Another man I once knew
And many things we did
Before the world we raised our voice
And sang many a day
We traveled far and near
To many a different stage
Oh the joy that we had
I think of him too
A star once sang upon the stage
And all the world knew he
And I in the choir sang
And yet he liked me too
He also called me friend
And I wondered why
Why those men and many more
Chose to call me friend
But now their voices have been stilled
No more they call my name
In silences memory that all lay
Voices just in memories now
All else has faded away
Rex and Reza were buddies
who lived in Afghanistan,
which they both had to leave mighty quick
for fear of the Taliban.
Rex enjoyed special treatment
and left on the next available flight.
Reza for his part had no such luck.
What caused his miserable plight?
Let me explain to begin with.
Reza was a man, no alsacian.
he risked his all to serve the UK,
but received no help from this nation.
Rex enjoys choice morsels in the officers' mess.
He romps in fields of clover,
but for Reza, sad to say,
his troubles are far from over.
After many a danger and many a peril
he escaped to a cold French strand.
the English coast was now his goal,
but there he failed to land.
The British navy picked him up,
by which time they had passed a new law.
For all the sacrifice he made
Rwanda is opening its door
T-rex with his stubby little hands opens cans for the raccoons.
They are in existence in dinosaur era, they come out with full moons.
He is helpful and kind, but many do not realize or know.
His lumbering body intimidates some, when he walks through the snow.
Yes, it is beginning to get colder, soon the ice age will appear.
I am sad to think of it, for T-rex and other dinosaurs are dear.
He is a great guy; he brings provisions to the prairie dogs every day.
They love him because he encourages them to be joyful and play.
You cannot tell by a person’s bulk or height whether he is nice.
T-Rex is a sweetheart, which is why I hate seeing the ice.
I know he will soon be extinct, but hopefully his friends will remember.
How kind this huge beast was in October, November and December
T Rex - a compendium
I asked the T Rex why he looked rather glum
He said I’ve this lovely sharp claw on my thumb
But life's such a b.itch
My butt’s got an itch
And I simply can’t reach my own bum
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T Rex gave his lady a peck
She said honey please kiss my neck
He liked her all right
So he gave a love bite
And that’s when her head hit the deck
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Jurassic Park was too dear for us
We snuck in dressed all ‘stegosaurus’
We’re now not sure whether
That idea was clever
That T Rex ain’t gonna ignore us
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Tyrone was a tyrannosaurus
Who fancied a big brontosaurus
Her name was Gillian
Their love was reptilian
The details are too sordid for us
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He hunted that Jurassic coast
For the primeval prey he loved most
The sky overhead
Went fiery red
Alas pretty soon he was toast
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Running with Rex
I rowed a boat into a lake, to clear my head from feelling addled.
I forgot my big brown dog Rex, but after me he paddled.
A loyal shadow in the water, but my eyes just looked ahead
Rex's breath was giving out, but his spirit had not fled.
Luckily, father launched a boat from the beach.
Like a hero in a story, his strong arms did reach.
Rex scrambled into his boat, a dripping mess.
Dad gave Rex a hug, I gave Rex a caress.
Later years Rex would run with me
I thought he was lucky, I thought he was free.
Better off than being inside a house all day
like many sad pets across the USA.
We ran with the track team of Jackson High
As he ran, he wheezed, I never asked why.
We ran all alone, up the mountain of Bear.
We ran like a two-man pack, in the clear dry air.
One hot summer day, he collapsed in the sun.
Looked so bad, fear gripped me, I felt my heart run.
I doused him with water, inside and out.
Like a desperate rain, trying to end a drought.
They tell me now that this was my final blow.
The wrong thing to do, but of course I didn't know.
I drove to the vet too fast, a risk to drivers on the way.
The sky seemed black, though it was a bright summer day.
The vet took one look and told me Rex was dead.
No more memories of me, eternal nothingness instead.
I had run Rex to death for a misguided ideal.
The rest of my life, this wound will not heal.
I had to tell my dad, and my brothers too.
Dad was bitter, but there was nothing left to do.
Wasn't that I was cruel, or that I'm not nice
Life's lessons hurt the most when others pay the price.
I tried to learn life's rules, to ask what can go wrong.
To pour cold water on manic ideals, to be wise and strong.
But many times, in later years, a victim took the fall.
If you can't think ahead, you become a human wrecking ball.
Today, it's time to stand by my Rex hot,
You welcome me with love to your dear spot,
We stand side by side, the world all forgot,
You are bold, I am shy - Together, rule the sky,
Feeling proud, standing nigh - Letting out a pleased sigh,
This time that we get to discuss and share
Is time so precious, much cherished and rare,
So, I revel in your passionate stare,
You own my milky heart - Of your life, I'm a part,
We spend much time apart - Now, that's the Master's chart.
I am the Moon, your Regina, most sought,
Now it's time, my dearest, to say goodbye,
Someday, we'll be seen again as a pair,
Till then, shine brighter, my Sun, my sweetheart.