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The boy was only four years old
but he’d watched Scoobey Doo
Seen them chase many a monsters
who’d escaped at the zoo.
The October sun was soon down.
His parents day was through.
His Mom had hand sewn his costume
SHE thought he looked real cute!
The boy was only four years old
but even small men new;
you didn’t stop the mean monsters
as a clown at the zoo!
In many stripes of red and white
a white ruff at his neck;
he thought of Shaggy and Thelma
and monsters soon on deck…
The boy was only four years old
HE can make a RATTLE!
So, he ran into the kitchen
for an empty soda bottle.
A few small stones dropped down the neck
some yarn made it dangle
and he’d made a fine hoodoo charm
and bring it to battle!
He’d seen Shaggy fighting zombies
witch doctors in their day.
He’d watched Scoobey scare the monsters
He knew just how to play!
Frankenstien and Dracula
frightened kids in his line
but when they came to that cute clown
HE scared THEM you’ll find!
He shook his homemade hoodoo charm
and watched them skedaddle
cause theirs nothing quite so frightenin’
as a MAD CLOWN with a rattle!
b>Time Management and the Art of Throwing Alarm Clocks
by
Lemuel Griffiths
March, 2,017
Apparently, there's a God damned dog out there - according to my neighbour,
And his wife, Thelma, needs to understand this and know about the mess and understand it's consistency and have this information and keep it and hide it and all five minutes before my alarm goes off.
The trees sway in the distance as I run the water into the kettle - wiping my eyes with a knuckle.
The gulls saw past., thrilled at the the new morn.
In 200 hundred years, they'll all be gone.., and these trees.., and that neighbour and his nemesis and Thelma and the alarm clock and me.
The kettle clicks and the steam rises -
Up and onto the large mirror.., made of sand and heat that the former tenants put on the ceiling.
I look up..., and down.. we're both amused for a second.., The phone rings.
It flips onto record mode
A voice , a man.., an angry man.
There's an authority in his voice.., like a..,
Damn it.., my boss.
It's not the weekend anymore.
His weekend, mine.., Thelmas, the dogs
The weekend is unowned now.., by anyone.
Gone, never to return.
The first one of March, never to return..,
This March, the dead end job.
And all the things come.., right along to pass.
Once in a while..,
I wish back,
With all my beating heart..,
For those glorious and golden five minutes of dream and non existence - I lost..,
Before that Dog damned God. <>
One Day Barney Fife was practicing his quick draw.
He accidentally shot Thelma Lou, he broke the law.
Andy had no choice but to put Barney in jail.
But Andy let Barney out when he said he had a crop of marijuana to sell.
Barney offered Andy a fifty-fifty deal.
But Andy wanted it all, he decided to steal.
He shot poor Barney and dumped his body in Myers Lake.
Andy became furious when he learned the marijuana was fake.
The crop of marijuana turned out to be oregano.
Andy was arrested and jail was where he had to go.
Andy will be pounding rocks for the rest of his days.
The Sheriff soon learned that crime doesn't pay.
Cathode Rays in the Darkness
Thelma Todd is on the Late Late Show,
Brought to the us by Kent cigarettes, which refines and
Refreshes with the exclusive Micronite Filter.
Her still tragic life in the steaming suburbs knows no past.
It is a sucking monster to which there are no survivors.
The holy TV in this house prays with its face on the floor,
Screaming its way through backyards under the parallel clotheslines,
Illuminating with cathode rays, the fragile test patterns of existence.
Lloyd Thaxton is on at 4 o’clock before the news.
Dressed in a Van Huesen shirt with skinny black tie,
He sashayes under those hanging dangling long plays,
Like a finger person jittering across the sea with magic shoes,
Igniting the twisting dance floor with blue-eyed soul.
He is the coolest of the phony-star dance mavens,
Lip syncing with panache and moving lips through album slits.
He ghost-dances now Slauson style to the beat of the dancing dead.
Baxter Ward chews through the nightly harbingers at 6,
Brought to us by Marx Toys; Do you have them all?
He sits behind a square jet black table with head pointed south;
The Great Garloo warns us to beware the Industrial Military Complex,
The insidious Cold War chatterings of Nikita and Jimmy Dodd;
But Baxter Ward assures us he will be there when the Iron Curtain falls;
When Thelma Todd mysteriously dies again in her Lincoln Convertible,
When Lloyd Thaxton lip syncs one last time Unchained Melody in Vietnamese.
There was no brilliance
in the photo I took.
No inspired flash
as time's translucence
caught up with us...
Filtered past blinds,
early Sun's elegance
haloed her grey cloud curls,
soft blurred the lines
between past and presence
I said: "Just tilt your head
a little bit to the left..
Now where's that Smile?"
Captured she is.
In my heart's new album.
Pocketed providence.
With her Silver and Gold
" pennies for thoughts..."
In the photo she looks
like a shy child
aglow in the sunshine.
After a storm.
Posted: 7th November, 2019.
Dedicated to my Mum.
You've lived up to your names: Thelma Grace- "Willful, and Graceful..."
It might take some time for a daughter to realize how many positive " life lessons " she has learnt from the First Woman in her life.
I am grateful for your motherly mentorship. Never to be forgotten!
I love you with all my <3.
Thinking of girls in my life back then
Searching for beauty was no use
I'm sure one was from a horror movie
She possessed the appeal of a moose!
Promised I wouldn't mention names
But her first initial is Thelma
Had a huge wart on the tip of her nose
Gorgeous? What can I tell ya!
Let me explain 'bout that lovely schnoz
It was as long as from here to Tuesday
Protruding teeth, was missing a few
Just a little off white... good news eh!
Her eyes were kinda distracting too
Each looked in a different direction
Hair was stringy and different lengths
Blue lipstick and a very bad complexion!
So all in all, I guess you might say
Wasn't one of your ravishing beauties
Body odour like that of a koala
But as far as I could tell, no cooties!
Had some redeeming features though
She possessed a heart of pure gold
Would donate the shirt right off her back
Problem was it was smelly and old!
Sure could pick 'em way back when
Her daddy was worth a few million
So to me, Thelma was a raving beauty
Now my wife and I'm worth gazillions!
© Jack Ellison 2015
Come Rest With Me
My Parents,
Bob and Thelma Darnell
R.I.P. 1998, 2000
God saw you getting weary,
He did what He thought best.
He put His arms around you and said,
come with Me and rest.
He opened up His Golden Gates,
on that sad day.
And with His arms around you,
you gently slipped away.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
you did not go alone.
A part of us went with you,
the day God called you home.
And with this poem, I write,
I bid you goodbye.
Rest in peace, my loving parents,
I'll see you on the other side.
Revised Edition 08/06/2021 1:24 AM (EST)
It was evening when you went away,
I wondered where did you go.
While your twin sister was left cooing,
and playing with her toes.
Come along kids they told us,
don’t worry, nothing is wrong.
But I saw the tears on their cheeks,
as they hurried us along.
I heard them say you gave no warning,
no crying or gasping for a final breath.
I thought that you were just sleeping,
I did not understand the meaning of death.
A few days later they told me,
that off to heaven you flew.
I was mad that you never even said goodbye,
Or asked me to go with you.
I was so young when you left us,
but I still hold the memory of you within.
Even after they put you in the dark earth,
and no one ever talked about you again.
Welcome to the 90's!
Dial-up, pogs and frosted tips.
A decade to spice up your life,
Take a moment to reminisce
Blockbuster's and pic-a-flic's
Tamagotchi's, SNES, MSN
Slap bracelets everywhere
Burnt C'D's for your discman
Met Forrest Gump and Mrs. Doubtfire
Travelled with Thelma and Louise
Dreamed to work at Empire Records
All through the VCR, rewind please...
We cheered Tiger woods and Armstrong
Both pre-scandal at the time
Saw McGuire's 70th home run!
Watched Gretzky retire #99
We saw Harding take out Kerrigan
and OJ Simpson try a glove,
Holyfield lost a bite of ear
and John Bobbitt lost his love
Mandela released from prison
Kevorkian went inside
We witnessed the fall of Waco
and we cried for Columbine
We said goodbye Mother Teresa
She meet Diana up in Heaven,
We mourned Tupac and Biggie
Cobain is forever twenty-seven
We were cool as ice at hammer time
in our baggy jeans and plaid
And we met a sheep named Dolly
So it wasn't all that baaa-d
It was the decade of Titanic
and the birth Harry Potter
Google was born in a garage
As the internet got hotter
Dance crazes and impeachments
And found out we could supersize
It ended all with Y2K
So there's the 90's, with a side a fries :)
Just a few years back, we pulled out the stops
Had a Halloween party, that by far, was the tops!
The theme was about movies, and the Hollywood scene
The classics or Netflicks, the best of the screen!
We sent invitations, and asked folks to wear
a costume that spoke of a movie to share
We played movie theme songs, and plastered the place
With film memorabilia, and Movie star faces
We set up a snack bar, and the popcorn was brewing
A floor for some dancing, a place for some viewing
My hubby in black, wore a robe, cap, and gown
He wore on his face...'The Graduate's' frown
Our guests in the spirit, came decked out as well...
Indiana, Harry Potter, and Rocky were swell
We had Batman, Jason, Scarlett, as well
Ben Hur rode his chariot,
The crew from the Enterprise....well...they were the merriest!
Godfather came...with Bonnie and Clyde
Dracula, Superman, and Frankenstein's Bride
We had Indiana Jones, and Edward Scissorhands
Nanny Mary Poppins, and the Master took Command!
Hannibal, and Gladiator, Thelma and Louise....
Well, ....our guest list was impressive....and I wouldn't tease!
Sherlock Holmes was a handsome dude...but there was Something About that Mary...???
Who me......... you ask? What did I wear??? Well...of course I came as CARRIE !!
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