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They’re cute, little opossums; riding on Mama’s back;
her tail rail, secures precious brood.
They’ll grow to be lethal rats;
they’ll try to eat your dog or cat and they will probably win their battle, as they have, giant shoulder chips.
My Manx once tangled with opossum female and
since she had little tail;
great mouthfuls did her hinny make.
Proud of the white upon her chest,
she quickly cleaned up the mess and us,
none the wiser be.
For several days she laid around, our little calico clown; but she was aged and likely to do so.
Around the house she trod; with no marks or blood on bod; until she could no more and it puzzled us to our cores,
why she’d stopped eating.
We took her off to the Vet; a virus, we surely bet and
what a shock we did get, when Vet said,
“Opossum’s chewed up her behind!”
Surgery was our next option;
because an opossum went’a‘chomp’in.
In a couple of days we’d have to stop in and
pick her up, once again.
Listless at home, as our tabby roamed;
her little sister, her ego blistered;
examining tube sticking out her butt;
wouldn’t leave her alone,
so violent hisses and growls ensued.
For days on end, our humiliated furry friend;
would her long days begin, in such a moody brooding.
When that tube came out, happy calico clown,
like “Tigger”, bounced all around.
Table to table and chair to chair she leapt and
made us all shout; “Bad cat!”
Nevertheless, not one thing was broken.
Her sister, how she sniffed at the stitches,
in her hips; our Manx finally laid down the law and
let a big paw rip! Swatted Tabby was offended!
The hissing, spitting fight ensued; with Tabby rolling through the room; Manx, she released such gloom and doom that made Tabby a bit smarter.
Perhaps Manx’s situation, demonstrated by her jubilation, coupled with her agitation; rejuvenated her.
A lively “kit”, she was again
and I tell you, my Manx friend,
enjoyed her newfound days again;
happy that she was saved.
For a while, Tabby quivered;
dazed, she sat and shivered,
because Manx had sent her up proverbial river.
A double lesson, it had been;
though Tabby did irritate Manx again;
Manx from then on did engage in more careful play;
but not with an opossum.
Two fair lassies, Mary Lou and Betty Sue
Took a stroll in the woods of Honolu
Got lost, of course; they had no clue
When -- oops! -- they bumped into
Winnie the Pooh and Tigger too
Wouldn't you know it? They fell in love
As skies grew ever-blacker above
Pooh-bear and Tigger took the girls' hands
Led them to familiar land
How grand!
Where'd they go?
How'd they get there?
You'd ask, of course. They rode on the back
Of Mr. Ed, the horse, who saw them back
to Honolu: Mary Lou and Betty Sue
Winnie-the-Pooh and Tigger too
And what'd they do in old Honolu?
They up and married -- said "I do"
Feasting on fresh Welsh rabbit stew
Followed by cantaloupe and honeydew
melon, that is, for Winnie-the-Pooh
You may rightly wonder how this
turned out -- Young lassies marrying
a Pooh-bear and a Tigger so stout
...Well, I've got extremely
pleasant news for you
Mary Lou and Betty Sue just loved
to cook Welsh rabbit stew, with
cantaloupe and honeydew... so
they all lived to the ripe old age
of 102!
And now this fairy tale's
quite rightly through
January 30, 2019
*Image of Winnie-the-Pooh Spoon Race by the sponsor.
AUDIO: by Ka'au Crater Boys singing 'House at Pooh Corner' popularized by Kenny Loggins
Christopher Round-Robin
Christopher Robin, whose name bears o'er song,
strained mid per sideline crowd of the racetrack,
praising those three most skilled entrants along,
Piglet, Tigger, plus Pooh Bear hears soundtrack.
Strained mid per sideline crowd of the racetrack,
ah, the well-versed Rabbit and his small friends,
Piglet, Tigger, plus Pooh Bear hears soundtrack,
Owl talks and sees while y'all listen, sight lends.
Ah, the well-versed Rabbit and his small friends,
praising those three most skilled entrants along,
Owl talks and sees while y'all listen, sight lends,
Christopher Robin, whose name bears o'er song.
*Photo #4
2021 August 01
*2nd Place*
Pantoum Rhyme 1
~~Eve Roper: Judged 2021 August 13
The egg race began and oh what great fun,
Everyone chose his hollow spoon and ran.
Simple rules: don't bump into anyone.
Tigger used his tail, fell, out was one man.
Everyone chose his hollow spoon and ran.
Winnie the Pooh stumbled and was undone.
Tigger used his tail, fell, out was one man.
Piglet moved slowly and steadily won.
Winnie the Pooh stumbled and was undone.
Simple rules: don't bump into anyone.
Piglet moved slowly and steadily won.
The egg race began and oh what great fun.
13 July 2021
No. of photo 4
I use rhyme zone
Pantoum Rhyme 1 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
Cassie was a daughter full of love;
But now she's resting far up above;
She was brutally murdered with a gun;
It seemed like the shooters were having fun;
She was killed in a horrific way;
She will never live to see another day;
I am her mother, I love her so dear;
That long day I felt such horrible fear;
I had to bury her body in the ground;
She will never make another sound;
I used to be troubled teenage girl;
Who gave weed and alcohol a whirl;
She hung out with the wrong set of peers;
She ignored me as if she couldn't hear;
She hated me - thought I didn't care;
I didn't care for the clothes she chose to wear;
Then one day, she met a new friend;
I truly hopes that my fear would end;
She taught her that she was loved;
By her savior and God above;
Cassie became a happy wonderful teen;
Like I had truly hoped I ever seen;
But then came the day of April 20th 1999;
When two teenage boys shot up Columbine High;
12 teens were killed and 24 more were injured;
Hearing the deafening shots that lingered;
In the library, hiding under a desk;
Which was now a total mess;
One shooter talked in with as gun;
He seemed to be having so much fun;
He threatened Cassie and her friend;
Cassie hoped this wasn't her end;
"Do you believe in God?" he said;
Putting the gun to her temple;
Her answer was quite simple;
"Yes" she says in her calm way;
He pulls the tigger - and she lived her final day
A hush descended as we crept down the stairs
We wondered if Santa had visited
Cautiously we opened the living room door
Santa’s glass of sherry had been drunk,
his mince pie had a bite from it,
Rudolph’s carrot has vanished into thin air!
SANTA’S BEEN we screamed excitedly!
Bright lights twinkled on the Christmas tree
In the glow we could see two sacks by the fireplace
But my eyes had alighted on a long thin present;
It was gigantic and seemed to reach to the ceiling
I looked at the label and discovered it was for me…
Ripping of the red and white paper I revealed the toy of my dreams
I literally bounced around the room like Tigger…
For now I had my very own pogo stick.
Christmas Day Contest
Sponsored by Alexis Y
12~12~16
Pooh you are my favorite I love you
Of course your many friends and Tigger too
I love pictures of fun bears on my shoes
Even if they are orange and not blue
Of course your many friends and Tigger too
I love all the silly animal crew
Even if they are orange and not blue
Sometimes you need a fabric patch and glue
I love all the silly animal crew
I love pictures of fun bears on my shoes
Sometimes you need a fabric patch and glue
Pooh you are my favorite I love you
Date Written: 7/13/2021
3 Place
Picture # 4 All rhymes checked with Rhyme Zone.com 10-syllables per line checked with How Many Syllables.com Pantoum Rhyme 1 Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Eve Roper
At a children’s book exhibit
With amazing things on view,
I was struck to find a case
Which had the one and only Pooh.
In the same display was Eeyore,
Roo and Kanga, even Tigger;
All were gifts to son from father
Every year as he got bigger.
Now the son, Christopher Robin,
Was the hero of the books
So his character was given
All his foibles, traits and looks.
Though it looked quite sweet and tender,
I once heard a different tale –
That the son despised his father
Once those books were put on sale.
So it’s wise to then consider
What our kids will really think
If we choose to share their stories –
They may someday need a shrink.
But it could have been avoided
Had the hero been called “Joe;”
Then Chris Robin could have basked in glory,
Incognito, though.
My Wife and I Went Driving Before Christmas
Kevin Davis 2024
One chilly night, my wife and I
Went driving where the lights shone high.
We turned a corner, dark and small…
And found the brightest glow of all!
There stood Rudolph, nose so red,
Shining brightly as he fed.
Beside him Frosty waved hello,
All made of snow from head to toe.
The Grinch was there with Max, his pup,
While Herbie pulled a tooth right up!
And Scrooge McDuck laughed loud with glee,
As Huey tickled endlessly.
The Polar Train came chugging fast,
With toys and treats to make joy last.
Susy Snowflake twirled with flair,
Beside her danced the Cinnamon Bear.
Piglet, Tigger, Owl so sweet,
Brought jars of honey as a treat.
Winnie smiled, and Christopher too—
Their Christmas wishes had come true.
Then Charlie Brown and Snoopy came,
With Lucy, Linus—every name!
They sang a carol, soft and clear,
“O Christmas Tree” for all to hear.
The Trio’s music filled the sky,
With notes that seemed to float and fly.
While George and Garfield, quick and spry,
Ran round the tree, both low and high!
And Santa stood with friends galore,
With Mickey, Minnie, dozens more!
His reindeer lined up two by two,
Their bells all jingling bright and new.
He called their names—away they sped!
“To every child, good night!” he said.
With gifts and cheer, he soared from sight,
A shining sleigh in velvet night.
We drove back home, our hearts so bright,
Still glowing from that field of light.
For Christmas magic, pure and true,
Lives on in me… and now in you.
Eeyore was against the costume party in the first place.
He was always the one who had to wear a silly clown face!
The press on nails irritated his hoofs and were no help at all.
The wet rain made him moan even louder than his usual call.
So when he got caught in the storm drain and could not get out
He was wailing loud and long, and his determination was a pout.
Christopher Robin tried his best to reason with him, being adorable.
Eeyore was inconsolable. His plight was simply deplorable.
Pooh's solution was a red balloon? How incredible was that?
Could it save Eyeore? Piglet came by and gave him a pat.
Tigger was jumping all over the sidewalk, when he looked down.
I can have you out in a second, he said, with a wink, turning around.
Silly Tigger, full of magic said some words only Tiggers refrain.
But suddenly Eyeore was on the sidewalk, out of the horrible drain.
What did you say? Christopher Robin and Pooh both amazed, quickly asked.
"I am not sure, but Eyeore's my friend, so it had to be my task."
They surrounded Eyeore with blankets and gave him love sweet.
Took him back to the woods and fed him a nice dinner of meat.
And now Eyeore and Tigger are fast friends forever,
Besties, maybe, after this crazy endeavor.