To have a holiday named for you,
you must be greatest we ever knew.
You must be the bestest of the best -
one who eclipses all the rest.
Some say, when all is said and done,
no one beats George Washington.
Others lift their voices in praise to sing
of the Reverend Martin Luther King.
But who's the best at running at a hole,
and jabbing in it a long pole,
and sailing high up into the air,
and clearing a bar with room to spare?
All I'm really trying to say,
is Happy Mondo Duplantis Day.
Mondo, Mondo -
Your pole wobbles as you run.
Mondo, Mondo -
Pole vaulting, just for fun.
Greg Duplantis finished fifth in the Olympic trial,
But this pole vaulter would not accept that cruel denial.
He hatched an elaborate plan which was just his style.
He hailed heptathlon's Helena Hedlund with a smile.
His plan to make a vaulter was more than a fantasy,
Like the fabled fairy tale land of Atlantis. He
Married the mighty Ms. Hedlund, and prayed, mantisly,
And, so it was, God gave them Armand Duplantis, see.
Those who denied Greg would be sing a different tune,
'Cuz "Mondo", manifested the genes from which he was hewn.
Mondo vaults up to the sky, as high as a balloon.
Once, he even pole vaulted over a crescent moon!
Don't believe me? Watch him in Paris, on your TV soon!
he had more
then a hunch
his belle had
also blinded
him
had he read
correctly
her lips or
was that a
slip
might she
maybe have
said mercy
instead of
merci
but the latter
he took to
heart and
so took
her
she was still
dead but no
matter be
for she and
he
to no degree
romantically
they would be
found and
bound
together
sexually
turned
dust to
dust
For Jerry T Curtis ~
This is a fun piece to accompany "Up Into The Blue"
by Jerry...AKA Mondo Blue. In jest he asked me to
name the super hero in his poem...so here he is.
If you face great peril, here's what you should do..
Yell out in a loud voice, "Please help me Mondo Blue!"
A sip of strong black coffee, and a bite of buttered toast,
he's a mighty champion, but you'll never hear him boast.
Kisses to his wife and kids, he then dons his flying duds.
Into his secret closet, through a hidden door he thuds.
Very carefully, Mondo adjusts the eyeholes of his mask.
No feat is too difficult for him, all you need to do is ask.
In silver costume emblazoned with a symbol of blue,
he'll be on his way to thwart all the evil that men do.
A cape of magical silken cloth, and tall boots of black,
MONDO BLUE is the defender...always ready to attack!
What does the fox say?
I don't know,
I can't understand jibberish.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Jan.3/2014
I heard the song on the news and had come up with this. LOL :O)
Faces of Gore (1999) is a mondo shockumentary video that depicts graphic footage of
bloody, mangled bodies which guides viewers through explicit scenes depicting a variety of
ways to die and violent acts. I wanted to try my hand at Mondo genre poetry. I promise you
I’m not a nut case. I’m just a highly imaginative poet.
An ominous cloud lingers in my head
Portending pernicious consequences.
My sixth sense informs me what lays ahead
Foretelling dire events in sequences:
At first, a flash that's followed by thunder.
But it’s not what the mind is telling me.
A cloudless sky, than smoke, and no wonder
A bomb tore asunder all that I see.
The blood, ash and bone, dismembered bodies
All littered the site once a theater.
The mayhem and carnage that I foresee
Was the work of a lone perpetrator.
A marquee lying that stood heretofore
Reads: Coming attraction, “Faces of gore”
At the Park he parked
his bicycle - somebody
stole it; so he bought
and chained another
at a fence - they cut the chain;
he Titanium-chained
then to the fence - they
cut the fence; he then Titan-
iumed to a pow-
erpole - somebody
stole the frame & left the wheel;
so at the steelpole
he Titaniumed
through the wheels & frame -
they bolt-cuttered &
left a wry note!; so
he lashed to a Northern Pine
his Mastiff beside -
they shot the dog &
uprooted the tree; so he
lashed again, to a
Sequoia - they chain-
sawed & stole the Earth!
H.e.m.
3.11.MMvii.
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