Staircase shifts as my footsteps climb
Trapeze tree swing, springy arm chimpanzee
Undulates gripping limbs, gym sublime
Driftwood bone betides baton twirling frenzy
Intimate sub-sand somersault, primate
Orangutang scramble up slope, slip intended
Double view plateau, marina masts poise
Usher terpsichorean dream, breeze buoys
Nautical cavort awkward flap flail sail pelican
Evolves to swan serene seaside glide elegant
Second of August
Serendipity Robust
Categories:
orangutang, blue,
Form: Acrostic
when singing out of toon
sang like a newborn baboon
banging with a big spoon
body had been bionic
when out of tune used a tonic
idiocy was ironic
while a profound pimple
we would pop simple pimple
on breast became a nipple
out of bucks got a bang
became urinating orangutang
who while washing sang
we were on Trump train
who was man without a brain
had been a big pain
Categories:
orangutang, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Santa’s a superhero thanks to Sienna
She’s made a Marvel with her old school penna
So let’s not stop with Putin
When it’s Trump we’ll be bootin
Next elections, he and his orange henna
Santa in red tights and a fur lined cape
His new Marvel powers no villain can escape
Trump, don't mess with the jolly man
He'll kick your orangutang can
And leave you but an empty shell of an ape
Categories:
orangutang, humor,
Form: Limerick
Your breath could move mountains
The Himalayas used to be in France
Are you pregnant my sweet young filly
Or is that a watermelon in your pants
I've seen better legs on an orangutang
Nothing personal don't take offence
Turn your head sideways for a moment
Wow! Your nose is quite immense
Now about that patch of hair on your face
Was that from some childhood disease
Your shoes must have to be specially made
Bet you can walk on the Sea of Galilee
Your eyes are like deep cesspools
Your lips remind me of a rubber dinghy
But aside from all these strange features
You're better looking than my friend Jimmy
Categories:
orangutang, romance,
Form: Rhyme
This wonderful happy peace-loving man
Is here to tickle your shillelagh on the divan
No charge do I charge
As I steer my barge
While downing a whiskey with my pet orangutang
Categories:
orangutang, silly,
Form: Limerick
Fran, the zoo’s favourite orangutang
Was caught today playing with a boomerang
Later to onlookers she showed her fang
As she stuffed her face with banana pie meringue
As one hand held on to the overhang
From which she forever swang
With boundless energy Fran sprang
And joyfully bells rang and rang
That night Fran got into her yellow mustang
And drove to a karaoke and sang
Her words had the perfect slang
Although most painful was their twang
As though Fran felt a sudden pang
She ended with an awesome bang
Said goodnight to all the gang
Can you believe this whole shebang
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on September 15, 2018 for contest PLAYING WITH WORDS UNDER FIRE sponsored by CAREN KRUTSINGER - RANKED 1ST
Originally posted on February 22, 2018
Categories:
orangutang, adventure, animal, fun, nonsense,
Form: Monorhyme
Latest Rage In Congress
In Congress have heard latest rage
Is having people who possess old age
And all the strong songs they sang
Trump's orange hair like an orangutang.
Not liking gray in you they will confide
Various colors they have their hair dyed
When they really look like their best
Is hair appearing to be an evangelist.
In South, weird ways they wear their hair
As if they found themselves full of despair
And also now who do I have to thank
For President who has been an old crank.
(He sure is a has been alright.)
Youth indicates you are being young
From out of bushes someone has sprung
To be our President who is presiding
Who we wish would go into hiding.
Jim Horn
Categories:
orangutang, age, allegory, analogy,
Form: Couplet
Your breath could move mountains
The Himalayas used to be in France
Are you pregnant my sweet young filly
Or is that a watermelon in your pants
I've seen better legs on an orangutang
Nothing personal don't take offence
Turn your head sideways for a moment
Wow! Your nose is quite immense
Now about the patchy hair on your face
Was that from some childhood disease
Your shoes must have to be specially made
Bet you can walk on the Sea of Galilee
Your eyes are like deep cesspools
Your lips remind me of a rubber dinghy
But aside from all these strange features
You're better looking than my friend Jimmy
© Jack Ellison 2014
Categories:
orangutang, humorous,
Form: Quatrain
The Orangutang:
There once was a traditionalist,
Who in his ignorance had missed
The beauty of youth,
The ever-changing truth!
He's a typical fundamentalist!
The Traditionalist:
"I can't stand these kids and their slang!
They are just looking for a bang!
Their rhymes are funky,
But so are monkeys!"
- Did he just call me an orangutang?
"These darn kids and this gosh darn slam,
It may flow, but it's still a scam!
If it ain't metered,
Then it's petered!
Why waste your ink scribbling flimflam?"
Categories:
orangutang, confusion, funny, on writing
Form: Limerick