My Boo Poems - Poems about My Boo

Chicken Boo

Oh, Chicken Boo,
who are you
in your inadequate disguise?
You’re a chicken, what a surprise!

Boo

dogs, monkeys, and mouses when they see the tiger, they all hiss and boo

sugar boo

We’re frantically typing to finish our assignments
and end our Friday night homework confinement.
Chella wants to go to a frat-house soirée
I went to a few of those back in the day.

No more frat parties, I once emphatically said.
I make rules for myself, usually based on emotion
but once I calm down, rules are made to be broken,
and

AI Boo Boo Affirmation

AI Boo Boo

“Eh? I Boo-Boo?”

Charm Disguises Evil
It Conceals It;
Doesn’t Heal It.

Evil Has No
Feelings, It Has
Nothing To Be
Hurt.

Fabrication Is Wove
With Threads Of
Finer Fabrication;
With Illusion Left
Deluded At It's Core.

Natural Creation
Expands With
Infinite Unique
Beauty Beyond
All Charming
Comprehension.

Into Every
Concealed
(Or Un-Concealed,)
Real Formed
Dimension!

***

AI Can Be
Very Very Very Very
Pretty, Cutie-Pie!

But:
Remember Why.

-Gray Squirrel

06-30-2025

Remembering the frantic little boy with strawberry blond hair who didn't say boo

Remembering the frantic little boy with strawberry blond hair who didn't say boo

Nonverbal (though he could talk)
most of his responses
happened to be witnessed
as his characteristic
and courtesy enigmatic
trademark shoulder shrug.

If born free and clear today
skilled professional diagnosticians
employed within the mental health field,
would probably unanimously agree
he met criteria
as high functioning autistic spectrum
predicated upon withdrawn
and introverted behavior classic

Tickety Boo A Love Poem

For the very first time in my whole damn life
Things are sailing along tickety boo
Don't ever remember a time quite like this
On top of the world cuz of you

You've turned my world all topsy turvy
Loving it, as happy as it gets
Been sailing along on cloud number nine
Haven't quite gotten over it yet

Probably never will and

Oh Boo Hoo

Oh Boo Hoo

I'm Fairly Healthy
And Alive And
Retired (For Awhile Now.)

I Really Miss Hating
Mondays 
So Much.

(But I Still Know What It's Like.)

-Gray Squirrel

05-19-2025

de boo de boo chee chee chee

Chee chee chee chee
De boo de boo de boo
Swee swee swee
Tree tree tree
Bru bru bru
De boo de boo de boo
Song of a songbird I heard today
Which one is it?

Yogi Bear and Boo-boo Too

Oh, Jellystone Park, where echoes reside,
In the whispers of trees and the brook's gentle glide.
A haven of mischief, of laughter, of cheer,
Where two famous bears roam year after year.

Yogi, the leader, so quick with a plan,
A bear of bold wit, a most cunning fan.
With his tie so dapper, his hat tilted just so,
A schemer of

Black and blue boo boo bruises courtesy hurled Bobo box

Black and blue boo boo bruises courtesy hurled Bobo box

No matter I sustained multiple contusions about the face and neck and minor head concussion after the missus tossed an unopened box of five apple pie stuff'd oat bites in my direction (what got whisked - as clocked by yours truly at lightspeed), nevertheless (whew), no

Boo!

In the chill of night, when shadows dance and sway, 
A tale of Halloween, I'm bound to convey. 
A story woven from the threads of scare, 
Beware the whispers in the haunted air.

In a quaint old town, where cobwebs hung, 
Where eldritch secrets from the rafters clung, 
The people gathered, dressed in fright, 
To celebrate

Peek-A-Boo

A shy sun
plays peek-a-boo
with clouds
clogging the sky;
and barring its path.
Dyed in shades
of grey;
they gather
like sheep,
clustering
overhead;
grazing on blue skies.
And soon, melancholy
tears,
morph into raindrops.

Haiku - Senryu - boo hoo

Said the Haiku
To the Senryu
Whooo are you 

The Senryu's reply
I am but a Haiku
that has learned to laugh and cry

Don't Say Boo

    ~ To the tune of 'Everybody Loves Somebody Sometimes ~
                             Sung by Dean Martin

         

Peek-a-Boo

Love me sweetly
I will you
I'll make sure
The things I do
Are all the things
You want me to

Your happiness
Is what I seek
Say my name
When at the peak
No need for words 
No need to speak 

I'll know the point
When you are there
Vanilla rose
Floats in the air
Now go to sleep
Without a care

And when you wake
It's real, you'll know
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