Alligators with stiff necks and jaws
Boars roaming and munching without trimmed claws
Cats that nap all the time
Dogs that snap overtime
Elephants of trumpet, splash and bow
Foxes gekker, gnash and chow
Goats that rap, blitz and bleat
Hares hop with furs so neat
Iguana with spikes and protective tail
Jaguars of the cat world that rarely wail
Kiang of the wild and meadows
Loris of the night without pillows
Mongoose of bravery and viper's nemesis
Nandu of strong femoris
Olms of the cave and false mimesis
Pikas of the puff world
Quokka of the smiley world
Red fox of historical Ethiopia
Storks that bring luck in utopia
Tapirs of animated and mythical world
Uakari of the New World
Vicuna of long eyelashes
Wallaby, big foot of dashes
Xeme of the gully world
Yarri of the lost world
Zebras that play chess and checkers
Animals of the nutty world
Carnivals of naughtiness
Festivals of display and vivaciousness
Intestinal relief of the blessed world
(Prosebite)
Animals of different colors we see and feel outside the zoo
Characters with diff'rent voices -- play, sing, dance too
Big or small, they come alive
Near or far, vanish without a jive
Actors, naughty players of all seasons that bring joy and tears to you!
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The squirrels gathered 'neath November’s gold glow,
with tails curled proud sitting in a row.
They piled acorns high—no plate left bare,
a feast in the oaks, with none to spare.
The eldest stood, whiskers twitching sage,
(His napkin a leaf from a bygone age):
"To the humans," he chirped, "though flawed, they try~
their cornucopias tempt us… but we prefer pecan pie."
A chorus of chitters! A toast with dew,
as they cracked hickory nuts and passed the acorn stew.
No turkey for them—just stolen seeds,
and gratitude for the backyard greed.
For what is Thanksgiving, but harvest delights
and fences scaled on frostbit nights?
They dined, they danced, till the moon hung low…
then raided some trash cans. As squirrels often do.
Yes I have no bananas
but I've got a cashew or two
and a lovely bunch of coconuts
walnuts quite a few
an armful of almonds
plus peanuts for the zoo
oodles of hazelnuts
or filberts if you will
a plethora of pecans
pistachios are here still
no ands ifs or buts
I'd give my nuts
to you each morning
if I had my way
again in the evening
and at the end of the day
Fade light on forest floor
Squirrel's footsteps quiet hush
Nature's wisdom softly speaks
Breezes of ancient tales told
Shade
Fading embers warm shade
Shadows hide the forest's shade
Squirrel's wisdom whispers fade
Sounds of memories shade
Forest's mystery abides fade
When confused or excited,
Phil chatters inanely.
When he’s irked, he’s not placid;
He gestures insanely.
When he’s full of strange antics,
some folks won’t go near him.
He just gets on their last nerve--
no reason to fear him.
When he makes wild suggestions,
his family get surly,
and his friends are disparaging:
“Phil, don’t be squirrelly!”
They think Phil’s such a fruitcake,
a loser, a dummy.
He would show them all. He'd make
creations so yummy.
When this loser got famous,
they all were astounded.
A great fruit cake company
old nutty Phil founded!
His old critics are huge fans,
rating his cakes "superior.”
They recall when they all thought
Phil was so inferior.
April 15, 2023
Contest Name: They say he's a loser
Sponsor: Joe Maverick
A fickle pickle occurs when a barytic agent is introduced. Moving onward to eat one of the tainted fruits, the result is shameless drunken bacchanal behavior. Vomiting may produce sintered clumps. Extralinguistic speech may occur with reversionary doubting crosshatched with psychical deformities of the tongue. Curdling spital may also be present. Unspecific hallucinations, plainspoken tales of oblong and moist body parts usually follow within 24 hours. Momentous as all this may seem, one must be ready for even more animated behavior.
Summing up, if you eat a fickle pickle you will become nutty in thought, word and deed!
(constructed with words from Poetry Soup random word generator.)
He stops
Then hops
On sill
His thrill
To peek
And seek
Highjack
A snack
Eyes flare
With glare
Embrace
My face
To hand
A grand
Cool treat
To eat
Give bread
Instead
Not fit
Drops it!
Seems mad
So bad
Bites thumb!
I'm glum!
I sway
Give way
Throw nuts
He gluts!
Spoiled brat!
Now scat!
I told my brother
“I’m having a problem
with squirrels in my attic.”
He replied “yea they’re
looking for nuts.”
Slow day
Yard play
On ground
Nuts found
Went great
Huge weight!
Nuts keep
Porch heap
Tree rats
See that
Pile boon
Steal soon
Cat shock
Low stock
Thief hints
Footprints
Thief flees
Oak tree
They saw
Break law
Rat sneered
Pals jeered
Glove thrown
For Home!
Made sling
Stretch string
Nut shot
Load hot!
Launch sling
Nuts zing!
Attack
Rats whack
Attack
Nuts lack
Rat pack
Nuts back
Big rush
Brain mush
Not think
This Stinks
Fend self
Hog wealth
Their greed
Plants seed
Show care
Nuts share
Bat, Gat
Learned that!
Riding in the Wagon
over such deep ruts
I simply had no choice
but to grab his nuts.
I didn't want them jarred around
didn't want them smashed
Didn't want them banged or bruised
or even to get bashed.
I grabbed them soft as possible
in a firm, yet gentle way
Didn't want him thinking
I'd be holding them all day
The road began to straighten out
so his nuts I did release
When we pulled up to the Walnut Farm
We let out a sigh of relief
Our journey has now ended
the Walnuts are all gone
Tomorrow I'll hold his nuts again
At the early break of Dawn
recalcitrant nut
will not yield its hidden heart
resists invasion
patience gone where is hammer?
walnut obliterated.
" N" Poems
Nutty
Poetry Contest
Sponsored
by
Constance La France
20/09/2021
I'm nuts! Where should I rhyme,
So you are laughing from the guts?
Ring! Ring! Ring! Let my poetry sing!
Ding Ding! Ding Dong! The lighted doorbell blings!
They have me on medicine, cause I am too funny,
Honey, let me have you chuckle.
I tattooed my knuckles; H A H A!
I may have just wasted five of your minutes!
With grace I shall repair,
With words that are crisp to share,
Or maybe I should not dare,
To end your nutty stare!
19-September-2021
There once was a man nicknamed " Nutty "
It was down to the way he played Footie,
Each match he'd score ten
Again and again
Then he'd pop off for a pint and a butty.
Each family tree has its nuts.
Such ones are quirky, have guts!
But to them, no surprise!
Their mum rolls her eyes.
She lets out a sigh and tuts.
He went to a sanitarium.
He thought it was an aquarium.
" So, I'm nutty says you?
You haven't a clue!
I'm really a veterinarian. "
" You are nutty! " Says you to me.
Is this a complement? Am I funny?
But then you pretend
That it wouldn't offend
You ask, " What's the matter honey? "
Written 19th September 2021
For the " N " Contest - Sponsor : Constance La France
It seems Left true,
yet beyond AltRight evangelical reproach,
Deliberately violating a democratic governance constitution
is analogous to betraying a resident-inclusive
cooperatively-governed trust
invested in health conserving resilience, ecological
and wealth defending resonance, geo-theological
secular polypathic
with sacred polyphonic co-acclimation,
transubstantiated humor
creolizing psychology's socio-power analysis
and ecology's ecotherapeutic co-investment
in bilateral
and multilaterally winning
sacred scientific revolutions
swirling in robust multi-meta paradigms
Evolving strings
informing/exforming
transforming regenerative healthy-wealth
of democratically multicultural thought
nutrition
matriarchal nurture
as American as apple pie
and flag-waving international sacredness of motherhood.
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