To let go of
the negative energy
I both inhale and exhale
I need to redeem
my old lungs
and implant
some new ones
to absorb
new life
and new energy
hovering
the atmosphere
around me
Written by: Mia Pratt, 2017
PLEASE TAKE OFF YOUR HAT
DONALD TRUMP DID NOT DO THAT
SUCH A SILLY PRATT
mother spat
theres too much chat
inside playing ball
swinging the bat
childrren scurried
nervously sat
why do you bicker
behave like a brat
your fathers the same
acting the pratt
here he is now
his worn leather hat
home sweet home
says the welcome door mat
wipe off those grins
your wearing so fat
your punishmet stands
i promise you that
Feeling like a lost soul I sit, as the train rocks me to and fro
the woman next to me is jovial and pleasant, with a glow
We chat and pass the hours sharing amicably without restraint
then she tells me she is heading for London to marry, oh how quaint
Perhaps your marriage will be blessed from heaven? this I say
as the gentlemen across from me smiles, cool as the month of May
I can see from his polished shoes and his gray fedora hat
that he's a man of well to do, much accustomed to small pratt
Later in the evening as I sip my tea with clotted cream
I notice how he stares at me, as if I were a dream
Feeling lonely and quiet daring I invite him to sit down
it is then that I do notice, that his eyes are chestnut brown
"Going to London to visit my grandma" I say, "she lives by the sea"
"I can escort you Mademoiselle," he says, then tips his hat at me.
Chose # 3 a passenger on a train
Lil’s lost over two hundred and eighty pounds
Of ugly, useless and unwanted fat
Her best friend said “Lil you should be proud
You’ve finally divorced the bone idle pratt”
Some folk may find this poem funny
I guess humor is pretty subjective
But if it raises a chuckle or smile
I’ve achieved my goal and objective!
I need an escape
to the Exuma Cays
so I can navigate the tropical seas
and leave my footprints behind
on the unspoilt sand bars
in the glorious sun !
Written by : Mia Pratt,
Wildlife 22
A bug-eyed and smarmy young rat,
Was eating a big lump of fat,
A guy that he knew,
Said "You can't! You're a Jew!"
He replied "It's not bacon you pratt!"
A Monotetra
I moved into a haunted house,
the ghost there was, an obnoxious louse.
he’d sneak up on me like a mouse,
my hair he’d touse, my hair he’d touse.
My best underwear, he hides,
he’s a pervert, I surmise,
gives me a daily surprise,
patience he tries, patience he tries.
He’ll watch me as I’d get undressed,
oh he’s such an obnoxious pest,
he jokes about my naked breasts,
my friends attest, my friends attest.
He likes to tease my ancient cat,
flapping ‘round him like a bat,
as irritating as a gnat,
obnoxious pratt, obnoxious pratt.
I cannot stop this irritant,
my patience, it is quickly spent,
an apartment I’ll have to rent,
or live in tent, or live in tent.
His trickery is just so rife,
with misery and such strife,
why doesn’t he go irritate wildlife,
he plays a fife, he plays a fife.
Keeps me awake, I cannot sleep,
spews adjectives that need be bleeped,
I wish I could just can that creep,
such joy I’d reap, such joy I’d reap.
Pandemonium packs a powerful punch,
persisting pitifully in its path.
Such a pretentious, pernicious prat,
pilfering everything;
Producing panic.
I’ll make pandemonium pay;
Penning a poem that puts
Pratt pandemonium in it’s place,
permanently.
10-23-2020
Alliteration 004 (I prefer old poems) Poetry Contest
Poet Destroyer A
I got up it was way past noon
Thought I’d go for a walk.
Then, it started to rain
I’m talking heavy rain
The rain that soaks you rain.
I saw my neighbour Mrs Pratt
She was out walking her little dog.
You’ve guessed, they were wet too
I’m talking really wet.
They were both dripping.
I said "hello" and she grunted a greeting
Not happy I thought, but it’s only rain.
Then a bus drove by and hit a big puddle,
And then Mrs Pratt screamed as the puddle
engulfed her.
Strange I thought, she is already wet.
But then I realised why she had screamed
the poor little dog was not moving.
I went to the pub and the barman said
“You look wet”
“Do I” I replied, " I just saw a dead dog".
Written on 21st of September
For contra poetry contest sponsored by Jesse Rowe.
Phil is a Welshman from Cardiff, basketball,
Who plays for the club the Sheffield Steelers,
On the 2nd February 1994 he was born tall,
And wears vest 11 for TeamGB, has feelers.
His classification is 3.0, he’s experienced,
‘Cos he was a junior before being a senior,
He first played as a senior very balanced,
2012, Standard Life Continental Clash leer.
In 2015 TeamGB won the European gold,
In Worcester in England’s West Midlands,
So in Rio in 2016 the basketball team bold,
Beat Turkey to win bronze, third strands,
"Don't Walk Away Without Me"
Don't walk away without me,
For you;ll always know where I'll be
I will never pass over you again
For the love that spills out,
Can never be matched again without me.
You are going to stay, for the day
‘Til the clouds bring sunshine,
For the real reason you are mine
Please come and help when I go on my way.
Let the door swing open
with the thought of seeing you,
Please don't walk alone, I need you to stay,
For I am the lonely.
The other side of that path can never be broken,
Always remember Darling, I will take notice of your thoughts
unbroken
The waters run deep, but your affection cannot be touched
I an not a fool, but just an— ordinary old fashioned person
There will always be a remembering— until the day ends.
For you know where I always will be
As we together will be friends
And go on together and never be free
Please don't walk away without me.
(C)AI.LAN E. PRATT
4/27/80
A SAD MEMORY
On a lonely dark night
There sat my lovely oh so right
How I long to hold her tight
As she is in my arms I'll never be all—right
A SAD MEMORY
chorus
When the sunshines you will always have the pain
A SAD MEMORY shall always remain‘ .
As the water flows the bridge keeps on standing
For the crossing is always a sad memeory
The time shall go on don't be afraid
The reason for the bad times is in the rain
A SAD MEMORY shall always remain
For the bad times always seem to be at night
The love we once knew can never be changed
For a sad memory shall always remain
AS time goes on our hearts NEVER BE the same
A SAD MEMORY
Repeat Chorus
(C) ALLAN E. PRATT
LL/27/80
No blame on you..
No blame on you woman,
To stand and yell,
No blame on you lady,
To shout and fight!!
No blame on you,
To lose your reason,
To miss your season..
To lose control temper and sight.
When your pride has gone with dust,
Approached and left as source of lust,
By....men sons of men,
Fountain of promises, Streams of lies,
Arrogance and disgust!
Will you still believe and put your trust?
On the sexist..Retrograde..
On the still.. A maniac pat!
Is it wrong or is it right??
To become a sex symbol..?
A commodity..?
*********** to please the Pratt?
You lost your status...You lost your pride...
Your virginity,
And you did not mind,
You lost your femininity,
Your Victorian teachings,
You escaped the past,
And here you're today fighting the present,
Your cause is a "Must",
Nobody cares..Except you...
Only you..You! Are by God,
An immortal...
A respected wife..
A cherished sister...
A sweet daughter,
A beloved mother... Here you last.!..
The Unexplainable
By
Tom Wright
A fledging young magician named Joel Pratt,
Was quite adept at pulling things from a hat.
From a force of habit,
Out came the rabbit,
But he was supposed to have produced a cat.
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