Meyer Poems | Examples


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F B Meyer

Never A Trial,
              That He Is Not, There.

Never A  Burden That He Doth Not .Bear.

Never A Sorrow That He Doth Not Share.

Moment By Moment, 

                        I'm Under Christ's, .... Care!!

Premium Member The Several Mysteries of Stanley Meyer

A
man who
wanted to
invent things, he
claimed he had made a
car that ran on water!
Said to be bribed and threatened
by Big Oil, he was deemed a fraud
when he refused to let the court test
his creation. Did no one see it work?

This is but one of the mysteries that 
surrounds Stanley, who died after he
sipped some juice at a restaurant.
He gripped his throat and said that
he’d been poisoned, but this
was not proved. Why? Was
he gas-lighted?
Or was he
conning
US??

June 8, 2022 
for Joe Maverick's Life Death And Aims Of Stanley Meyer Poetry Contest

Premium Member Stanley Meyer

Here lies the body of Stanley Meyer
Inventor, salesman, and consummate liar
A brain aneurysm
Might have kept him from prison
Both he and his fuel cell patents expired


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https://environment.umn.edu/education/susteducation/stanley-meyer-an-infamous-invention-and-death/


Premium Member A Kindly Man Named Meyer

A kindly man named Meyer*
On poor folks would take a flyer
   He took me in one wintry midnight
   Knowing naught but my sorry plight

I couldn't yet pay him; I'd just started to work
He told me, "Don't worry. Your money's a perk.
   I can tell that you're honest and straight,
   and that soon you'll pay me back first-rate."

"What's more,' he said. "There'll come a day
When you'll do the same for another who can't pay."
   I'd swear he was a prophet, for his words came true
   A mere four years later, Thanksgiving time, 1992

This kindly man named Meyer
Who on poor folks took a flyer
   Rescued me one night from a snowy grave
   And taught me forever how angels behave
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*Note: The name 'Meyer' rhymes with 'higher.'




                 December 19, 2020
               Clerihew Poetry Contest
              Sponsor: Regina McIntosh

Premium Member If I Were An Oscar Meyer Donut

If I were an Oscar Meyer donut
Living in a Pacific Island hut
I’d be sweet and sincere
And drink all your light beer
Scruffy beach bum sugar hair like a mutt.

Thank You Russ Meyer

childhood mammaries

drive in into the bushes

now they always shave


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