MELISSA’S. JOY
9/5/2023
Melissa bought a spotterd pony, Morris,
Who had a terrible, case of psoriasis.
In agony, she hummed, “The Anvil Chorus.”
Alas, lightning killed her steed, right before us!
After that, she was wise and bought a Chippendale.
A male stripper, who created life, beyond the pale!
Nights under starry skies and winding,wooded trails.
Their days on azure lakes, with shining, pristine sails.
Six vivacious children, this blessed, joyful couple had.
Proving, when lightning strikes, it may not be all bad!!
Categories:
psoriasis, children, happiness, horse, humor,
Form: Couplet
Like a rash, since 1943..Made ss friends, real neighbourly
Introduced them to his kin.' Off his nose he lost no skin
He took a percentage; called himself a survivour, never got
A train ride, though..Never was a camp insider.' He built up
His wealth, by deception and stealth. He's quite adept at
Negating human health, i wonder does he shiver when he
Showers? Or how does he sleep? Is the cost worth the
Power? The souls surely gone. Eyes must just be cold
Stone..No redemtion desire or move to atone.' I don't think
He showers.? But slides into a tub.as in narcasist fashion
He rejoices in blood, warm water; up to the chin, false virtues
Inventing, wallowing in sin, swallowing a camel and straining
Out gnats this old cold wrinkley, WHO craves so much clout '
Its crimminal gain, will countrys go broke? If this jerk gets
Debunked, then we, exposed his sad joke '
Categories:
psoriasis, anxiety, character, holocaust,
Form: Rhyme
Tough as old boots, i'll betch'a coutts ' the barrage is just '
And you're due ' can you redress.? One can only guess?
On which foot is the proverbial shoe ? Err I mean boot !
I think your venture into social fields is not so benefical
Yet gorge psoriasis led, and no doubt advised on the bed.'
You have made, with deep discretion, when you play as
Moralist Take heed, on the worlds position.' De-fund the
Wars, and feed the poor, create some equality in your nation.'
Wipe out some debts, or maybe better yet, resolve your
Instigation.' Annonce to hell we serve you well' we fain
Attain more of your inclination, its such a strain' relive our
Pain apply positive imag-isation ' involve your press and
Solve this mess! Your currency in in bad de-flation.'
For you've bet'cha boots..And lost em coutts ' theres only
One true interpretation !
Categories:
psoriasis, bullying, business, meaningful,
Form: Verse
As psoriasis; old scoros is'
With vulgarity; of method-biz
Darkening all hearkening
Bloated out ego-cankering
Blood money his diocease!
Categories:
psoriasis, allegory, allusion, conflict, education,
Form: Limerick
An amazing fact so say the scientists
That every ****** can actually clear one's sinuses
If you have a cold or not
It will even clear old snot
As well as make you happy and gets rid of psoriasis
(Not confirmed yet)
Categories:
psoriasis, uplifting,
Form: Limerick
Trump A Revolting Development
Trump is revolting development who plagiarizes,
And everything that he tries to do disguises;
About parade size,
Told many lies;
Have heard that his dry hair has psoriasis.
Jim Horn
Categories:
psoriasis, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
there once was a guy named Dwight
who sat next to me on a flight
the trip was so shaky
his skin was so flaky
and when I looked
the seat was all white
Categories:
psoriasis, body, sick,
Form: I do not know?
A Rare Rhinoceros
Nothing seems so rare as a robust rhinoceros
Trying to point long nose into business like us
And incredible case in point never could prove
Because with big mouth he wanted to behoove.
He was rhinoceros always being the rowdiest
With his nose's point many things had missed
Then ended up raising a really big fuss
From scratching poor skin all full of psoriasis.
They never would ever leave him alone
Until his level had been low on testosterone
And rumors started to run amok and amiss
Monstrous mate he might have forgotten to kiss.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
Hate to say this butttt
How about this one for
humorous Horn poem of the
day? Don't want to horn in
on anyone's business though.
Ho-ho-ho
Categories:
psoriasis, humorous,
Form: Couplet
She looked down into her hands resting on the table.
There lay the remnants of her life.
The scars and pains of another time.
The mark the cut made on her palm
from the baby food tin when she was thirty.
Her bitten nails torn and ragged.
She smiled at the little pains and pleasure there.
Hints of psoriasis on the backs of her hands.
The worry of that, all that, all her life.
The first diagnosis when she was seven.
The pain and shame of it as a girl and woman.
Oh how she used to cover herself.
How she wanted to be beautiful for him.
She looked deeply at her hands
and could not see the tears that had fallen there.
Tears for her lost baby.
Tears for the worry and fears of a good life.
He came into the room
and walking by he touched her.
Never a word said as he went to another room,
she raised her head and watched him,
smiling deeply at his back.
She was happy.
Categories:
psoriasis, love, remember, world,
Form: Free verse
Pimple Faced Boy
Pimple Faced Girl
Their heads in a Whirl
Despair in both Eyes
Dismal Mirror Eyes
Psoriasis a Barrier
Who would Marry Her?
He doesn’t mind
Sees kindred Kind
Children Fine
They have Nine
Categories:
psoriasis, love,
Form: Rhyme
His hair is like a black dwarf with white freckles,
with eyes like sharp, jiggered icicles,
a nose like a white man in a lineup of Africans,
and a mouth like shredded onions should you choose to cross him.
His chest is like a cow’s udder ready to feed her young,
with a stomach like a hippo basking in the sun,
and stretch marks like cancer, savagely out of control,
and psoriasis like an angry storm of dusty dry snow.
His arms are like shoe strings dangling in the wind,
and hands like angels cover with sin,
his legs are like drum sticks, fresh but not young,
and his feet are like popsicles, but aren’t very yum.
His body is like a freak you would pay to see,
but he outweighs this freakiness with his personality.
30/7/2012
Categories:
psoriasis, funny,
Form: Sonnet
almost died of scurvy
had psoriasis ever since
safeguarding my mind
step mother made the worst meals
i blamed her but now my taste buds
have changed and i realise
worked my mind
she really could cook
found my soul
devil's massage
got sick and began eating veggies
another sleight of hand
of the spine to live with
and took vitamins
lost to myself
and an exercise routine to see if i could beat it
lazy bones
Categories:
psoriasis, family, food
Form: Free verse
I am a grossly overweight midget
of later years.
I have a penchant for funny women,
the absurd,
and baked goods.
I have 826 thousand dollars in the bank
and a dose of psoriasis.
My personality is that of a freight train
with two, loose wheels.
I must use bag balm
on my undercarriage and
moisturizers on my elbows.
I burn with barbaric breathing and sweat.
My reptile heart is that of a porkyitalian lover.
I can beat out a double-paradiddle on a snare drum,
or compose electronic pieces.
My time is best passed writing,
and romping
with my 4-legged friends.
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If you don't already know, ABOUT ME
usually refers to a section of a web site or
BLOG that tells about the author. This is
parody, BTW.
Categories:
psoriasis, angst, funny, people
Form: Free verse
You were sitting on a honeycomb
I wanted a life
without stink or stain.
Intently staring at every celebration
listening to every sound,
and warding off the hissing reptiles
near my ladder.
Nature, I do not want to fight with.
Grief brings psoriasis,
the eternal itch and restlessness.
I scream at every red patch,
my unreadable pain forgets the date.
Mutism was not the answer
to protect the purity of tongue.
Silence was not a golden word.
Without becoming hoarse
one can shout to tell the dimensions.
SATISH VERMA
Categories:
psoriasis, adventure
Form: ABC