Long Zookeeper Poems
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Every since he ate the dung bug, on his face appeared the balls
From eye whole down to his bottom he was covered with them all
But I ain’t seen nothing like him in any amphibious hall
That wet, chameleon kindred sure has some mean pimples
He stands looking at you, trying to seem really mean
Feeling kind of bumpy, never can stay clean
He lays body a twicth’n, trying not to fall
That wet, chameleon kindred sure has some mean pimples
He’s a pimpled lizard, walks with a twist
A pimpled lizard’s living in the mist
How do you think he cures it, I don’t know
What is covering his hood?
Bugs give him satisfaction, loves the buzzes and the smells
Eats lightning bugs a flashing, swats them with his tail
Always has a good day, head can tilt and all
That wet, chameleon kindred sure has some mean pimples
He can eat like a sow, an amphibious eating champ
His tongue he can flick, faster than you can clap your hand
He’s unusual and able, he can eat any pest
The zookeeper dumps them in, he gobbles them up with zest
He’s got crazy sticky fingers, he can even use them all
That wet, chameleon kindred sure has some mean pimples
He’s a pimpled lizard, walks with a twist
A pimpled lizard’s living in the mist
He’s a pimpled lizard, he’s got a million pores
A pimpled lizard, an ugly pimpled lord
He’s gory lord, He’s gory lord
I thought I saw his belly now shaking
But it’s just a new pimple on his skin, his skin, his skin
For John Heck's contest
A really, really, really bad parody of Elton John's, "Pinball Wizard"
Guess I shouldn't have eaten those mushrooms
When I was just seven, so small
My best friend Jacob, outdid us all
He had a pet Cobra, cool as could be
He forgot to feed it for a whole week you see
So I killed him
When I was fourteen, I went to the zoo
So many animals, all lounging around
Some seemed starved and some seemed week
One poor zebra died right on its feet
So I killed a Zookeeper
When I was twenty one I met a young blonde
We dated and loved and times where great
Her pet Collie so youthful with such playful traits
She left him in the car, the heat at one hundred and eight
So I killed my girlfriend
I am older now, a full mature twenty eight
My neighbor Miss Jennings has a cat we call him Mate
He loves all the felines all over the town
Till Miss Jennings had him neutered the Mate is down
So I killed Miss Jennings
Now I am thirty five and working so hard
At the animal shelter as the night guard
They bring in the wounded, the week and defenseless
All these humans who treat pets with out any senses
So I killed few strangers who mistreated pets
I am forty-two and work for the park
Where they come every day walking their pets after dark
In leashes so tight and bound round the neck
How is the good? Oh what the heck
So I killed all of them too
Now I am forty nine and in county jail
For some serial crimes they accuse me of committing
All I did was love animals, who are they kidding?
I am the hero in this story you all must see?
So I escaped and killed the jailor and now I am free
I have read the local papers; I am on the front page
They want to put me in a prison cage
Oh and there is PETA, who claim me as Saint
I am so proud why I might almost faint
But I kill myself as my final act
To be with the animals I loved till the last
"All night long under the moonlight, as plain as day before thy eyes, he shines in this disorderly world."
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Zero the small zebra had faint black stripes,
shined under the moonlight.
Monkeys hung by their tails from pipes
thrilled at the sight.
The zookeeper loved to brush Zero's coat
while people stood and stared.
Marching in a grand way to gloat,
white goats were paired.
Zero walked circles around the green grass,
children on his back rode.
The zoo wildlife behind thick glass
even horned toad.
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o my goodness she accidentally let one loose
the bus was crowded but that was no excuse
afraid she’d ripped her dress of chiffon
she was embarrassed but didn’t let on
she knew the day was off to a bad start
though she’d gotten away with that colossal fart
got to work fifteen minutes late
her boss threw a pail at her the animals couldn’t wait
she'd rushed off as fast as she could
when she made it to the fence knew she was good
but then she accidentally let another loose
scaring off a nervous frantic goose
though feathers flew she finally caught it
not her proudest moment she had to admit
next off to feed an angry grumpy mongoose
wouldn’t you know it… she accidentally let one loose
to top off her first morning not going well
told the zookeeper she wanted back to the unemployment carousel
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Poet Destroyer is such a fox
Just look at her long, silky locks.
She just may be gunning
Watch out for her cunning.
She can scare you right out of your socks.
Poet Destroyer’s on site each day.
Writing poems, she does have a way.
She’s as swift as a cat
Everywhere she is at
On this website, she looks for her prey..
Of PD, you had better beware.
She can be ferocious like a bear.
She can take a bite
Out of anyone on site
Spit you out and never even care.
Poet Destroyer can be so loose.
She’s as ferocious as a mongoose.
Her road you don’t take
If you are a snake
Give it up, it will be of no use.
PD can sting like a scorpion.
You can’t think you have the battle won.
Unlike anything,
She has a big sting.
With her tail, you can become undone.
Despite her untamed interior
She displays a sweet exterior.
In all she can do
She is like a zoo
You have to be a great zookeeper.
My first encounter with a brown bat was at Long Lake as a kid. It was in the dark of night. I was in a rowboat with a friend guiding the boat. I was watching the water intently with a flashlight, and holding a fish net above my head, ready to swoop down on bullfrogs.
Suddenly the net started jerking left and right!
I'd caught a bat!
Being simultaneously a child such as typically make bad decisions, and naturalist-in-the-making, I took the bat home and put it in a parakeet cage. I planned to feed it meal worms and bugs like I did my western toads.
In the morning I called the zoo and said I had a bat, how should I care for it properly. The person on the phone told me, "You should care for it by letting it go."
I said I didn't want to let it go.
The zookeeper said, "All right then, it needs to be fed its weight in gnats and mosquitoes every night. So go out right now and catch it it's weight in gnats and mosquitos. Hurry! It might starve to death! Then go do it again tomorrow and every day after that."
I said, "Couldn't I feed it mealworms?"
"Gnats and mosquitos."
"That sounds hard. Maybe I should just let it go."
"That's a splendid idea. Wait until night and let it go where you found it."
That night I let it out of the cage and it was off like a bat, so to speak. Across the lake it flittered, a little dark piece of paper caught in the wind and the moonlight.
He was the cutest tiger I had ever seen in a box with a mat.
Discarded and alone, so I could not resist the plea of this cat.
Also, he was free, and what kind of person could pass up that?
I named him Shere Khan Two, but he did not like it and said so.
I was surprised that he was determined to right this before we could go.
I prefer being called King T.B.Q. he told me with flash as it started to snow.
So King T.B.Q. and I ran to the car,
and I thought all would be well in the next scene.
Except he insisted upon driving, and frankly,
his driving was less than keen.
I tricked him into going to the zoo,
and left him there with a zookeeper, I guess kind of mean.
While watching the zookeeper feed
The penguins was pleasing, indeed.
A simple technique –
One fish for each beak
Seemed to work without witnessing greed.
The turtles and ducks were fed, too,
By a pond that’s a part of the zoo.
A big bowl filled with grain
Nestled on their terrain
But they weren’t the eaters on view.
For two pigeons were chomping away
And to add to that urban display
Into this habitat
Crawled the skeeviest rat
Who decided he might as well stay.
Just a typical day in the park
Where all creatures once housed in the ark
Coexist and live free
To a certain degree,
Though I wish some would stay in the dark!
i am honestly drawing a blank
i am struggling to underline the underlying reasons
my head is spinning and the rest of my body is stone still frozen
just yesterday, we were laughing it up and being big ole kids
interrogative sentences are dominating my thoughts
excruciating exclamatory expressions are slowly boiling my body
the bed that she sleeps in is warm and comfortable
the basement sofa that i am sleeping on is old, worn, careless, and cold
i stare at the pitch black darkness and do not notice daylight creeping in
the space has turned into an alternate reality with no close route to escape
i start my day with a liquefied case of babbling bubbleguts
as i head upstairs with an already raw backside, you smile and say good morning
your smile is the prettiest that it has ever been
your routine is as smooth as us getting along on a regular day
before your true inner emotions come out, i grab a cheese danish and an orange juice and head back downstairs
i don't know why i got this stuff for breakfast because i just cannot eat
my stomach is in too many frustration knots
my head is not throbbing from the multiple blanks that i drew throughout the night
i slowly and reluctantly head back upstairs with a prayer bag filled with peanuts
love is a zookeeper with a thick layered itinerary
if it all was so simple, i actually think that i would lose interest and remain ignorant