Priggish bravery
Is disguised as happiness
Life's dull savory.
He was all fancy phat and pinky pink
Dancing a jig with a kick and a clink
Kicking off mud in a priggish way
A pig who liked dancing at the end of day
He was a marvelous companion, it is true
We liked everything about him said my friend Boo
A pig who was all that, and fancy phat!
I invited him to the wedding of my Siamese cat.
Plump, personable, and priggish, she has a propensity for cats.
We call her witch woman for she is followed by vampire bats.
They call out her name, I think it is Personification Per Phats.
I stay away from her broom as she pushes off from Arrowhead Flats.
No one in town runs to put out their plastic welcome mats.
She has a spell book according to my Great Uncle Drats.
Today I saw her riding her broom with a basket full of cats.
They were snarling and growling and kicking those bats.
The day Lucy found the wardrobe
Was the day her adventure began
Tumus the faun befriended her fast
The Pevensie’s escape from air raids
Lead them into the magical world of Narnia
C.S. Lewis published six adventure stories
From 1950 to 1956
If these names are familiar –
Trumpkin, Reepicheep and Puddle-gum the Marsh
You have probably met and loved Aslan the lion.
Why not take priggish cousin Eustace Scrubb next time?
Let's find the seven lords who were banished
Let's knock King Miraz off the throne
Let's put a stop to a hundred years without Christmas!
Who can do it? It takes children.
The Chronical of Narnia
A saga that travelled through six books
A world of magic, mythical beasts, talking animals.
Where children and a caring lion are the saviors
Who become queens and kings
Not much better than that!
Storied fables fill the page
of many bygone tales
Penned perhaps to entertain
as memory prevails
Some as priggish parables
some as lullabies
Some weren’t meant to be the truth
Some might call them lies
The Wolf in clothing of a Sheep
The Tortoise and the Hare
Ugly Ducklings, Beanstalk boys
with Golden Goose to snare
If but one there could be true
in manifested fate
“Twas not Beauty killed the Beast!
“Twas love
The Beast was hate
1.
I think love be quite fastidious
With a priggish clear intent
To fester hurly burly
On whom it should torment.
One thing is absolute...
'Tis that and that shall be.
Love's rudimentary motivation
Be to source my misery.
The End
2.
If ignorance be bliss, and
Foolishness the coinage of the realm.
'Tis dark the days that fade away
With an unknown spectre at the helm.
As we trundle through the shadows
Where pride and arrogance oft compete.
Portion out a spat of hubris and naivete...
Thus our abasement be complete.
The End
3.
A child may fear its shadow
And the perturbations in their head.
They dread the midnight poltergeist
Lurking menacingly beneath their bed.
They may fret about a spelling test
And abhor the dimming light.
They tremble at the boogeyman
Who torments them late at night.
The fear that haunts them most of all.
The fear that shakes them to their core.
'Tis the monster they both love and hate...
Outside their bedroom door.
The End
* Follow my cartoon at Webtoon Bob's Your uncle.
A certain girl of my dreams
one in a town
Gypsy in nature and high of morale,
One of a kind
With elegant hairs and doe eyes
Some says houri,other says witchcraft
Sardonic smile dressed on her lips,
Pink of colour
The debonairs fixed their galances
Many in a town
With golden crescent earrings and cute Duchess nose
Some says wantom, other says priggish
Epidemic sound of her heels created noisy chaos
An epitome of pleasure but pain
Soft as velvet and quiet as fawn
Some says wild other says docile
Thin frame and girraffe neck
and the necklace she wears
Sultry buxom figure and ostrich legs
Some says barbie other says mermaid
To Too and Two Explained
To market, to the car, to the grocery, to the pool, to the snake pit, to the park
In order to, invariably to their thinking, I would do anything to.
The most common to – it can be used most of the time.
Two. Do I even have to explain this one?
Okay.
2.
Too
Too many, too much, too notorious, too simple, too amazing, too priggish.
Too much – use an extra 0.
You can never have too many 0’s when you are talking about too many.
Two. Really?
Okay.
One more time.
2.
By the way, too also means ALSO.
Also=too, too=also, also=too, too=also.
He came too, she grew a pair too, they laughed too.
You really want me to explain two again?
I am too tired, so you had better stop saying it to me.
My muse is tired of two too.
SUMMER RISPETTO
Each evening rain clouds wrung out and put on line
to dry out in the blistering fever sun.
The twilight child bubbles up with tears and whine
as Summer storms signal that the day is done.
The jagged night brightens and loud priggish swine
sound off — the climatic Gettysburg of guns.
The Southern gentlemen in electric fight
astride the hidden stars until the sun bites.
7/25/2018
Rispetto abababcc with 11 syllables
Picture Me A Summer Contest
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cold wars
and silvery spoons
make me solemn
in the self-closing eyes
always priggish
as a desolate diver
I blindly follow
the northbound shoals
hoarse in the black iris
I'm a tipsy toad
howling in heaven
with frigid manners
resurrected again
in a parquet parlour
of colliding sighs
the highland highwaymen
set up bonfires
in instinctive phobia
of the uninvited mirage
rural gravestones
salute the lightning
with tremendous pride
still frivolous
over the glum expressions
during prohibition
I smile with a frown
when my chapped lips
touch salty chips
into exile
to shock, to astound
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