Rascally Poems

Queen Of Words

Queen Of Words
Knitted Me A Blanket
Couldn't Understand
Why I Didn't Wanna Talk
As She Held It To My Face
Musty Soft... Well Aloft.

Queen Of Words
Caught Me Napping
Tail-Wagging, Fetch It!
BOY!!! Oh, Those
Rascally Words,
Just Can't Tame 'Em...
Queen Of Words:
Where You Can Play.

Queen Of Words
Just A Suggestion
Have A Notion
The Ocean Pleads...
Your Needy Desires
And Undying Will
Can Enlighten The
Dark, Like The Moon
Did, Already.

Queenie Of Wordly
Can Talk Like Computer
Can Neuter Your 
Manhood To The Quick,
Cuz Yer Thick...
Crackpot Thick.

It Was The Brick!

You Crazy Old Joke.

I Still Think It's Funny,
But You "Know Me!"

Hey! Where'd That Lady Go?

***

Ran Away, Quick.

-Gray Squirrel

09-09-2025

Rascally Romance

Rendering rainbows over candy kisses
Above the marvels of a mindless moon
Meandering with fairies and flower wishes
Miming melodies frolicking with a flirting tune
Nimble poets prance scribing wistful words
Courting playful paramours to canoodle and swoon
Entranced in witless wooing, amorously absurd

Twelve Bells at Midnight

In the vortex of a maelstrom, I was rudely thrown
drowning in turbulent waters for an error I bemoan,
a blunder of loving someone who chose to whittle
away at my heart until it became fragile and brittle

Bereft beyond the point of caring if I lived or died
My eyes were scarlet, burning from tears I'd cried
But they became transfixed, immutable on a fire stoked
for my normally tenuous demeanor had been provoked

I was a genteel lady, who demurely acquiesced to love
but it was time for me to throw down the gauntlet glove
I was chaffed by what had been just an interlude for him,
an escapade, a mere dalliance, a rascally romantic whim

I drew a rough sketch; in likeness of my vagabond swain
an abstract portrait, in Picasso's style, the face of my bane
Black eyes were hollow, blind orbs that would never see
that his trifling peccadillo tryst was a brutal betrayal to me

The painting was delivered as twelve bells pealed midnight
I watched as he unwrapped it, but carefully kept out of sight
A formidable opponent I had become to his knavish ways
In the moonlight his face turned pale; his eyes were glazed

Bugs Bunny As the Legendary Shuyin of Final Fantasy X-2

He came to me in a rhythm, an ordinary Black American woman, age 33
spilling gentile and Pinesol, and debris of his knee\
A couple of diamonds and pearls, said the dream, "Is the dreaming Awakening me, dearie?"
He showed me his face, his Rabbit hair, like a knight in the king's corner of a sultry, satin fair/
a couple of downy llamas and a few more Pinesol, please
I was in Alice in Wonderland's Labyrinth with a bunny-RABBIT, ahem. Please//
His name was Bugs Bunny, that rascally rabbit. He suited up and wore his gauntlet grid and familiarized himself with his Virginian, er, um, Virginity?
He called himself Shuyin, from Final Fantasy X-2, and the added prequel came from me, the Author and the Narrator of the Story.

Roadrunner

Rascally roadrunner in the sun	
finding grasshoppers on the run
feed your babies high protein
build a nest off the ground
in my two live oaks
run up and down
smiling clown
goofy
bird

When
the heat
gets too much
and drinks are few
and baths fewer still
find the nearest sprinkler
a thoughtful human neighbor
has turned on specially for you
repay kindness with showy gusto

October

October enters on a chilly wind that chases the leaves and whistles 'round eaves.
Catching coat tails and hats it whips them away like a rascally scamp at mischievous play.
Harvest is over and the fields are laid bare as the October wind blows over the shares.
We sit by the hearth and lie snug in our bed as the chilly north wind plays tunes o'er our heads.
Now we prepare for the long winter months with our pantrys now full and we've fuel enough to last through the cold and the chill of winter as we wait now for December and Christmas to enter.

Precious Memories

Under the Mulberry Tree
Is where you would always be
While I climbed ever so higher
you would stand and wait for me

I never realized why that was
It was incase I should ever fall~
You were ready for anything
while I experienced it all

From hunting Newts under boards
or chasing Squirrels up trees
And building cages to help me catch
every single bird I could ever see

From following all the boys around
to chasing rabbits through knee high grass
From trying to catch those rascally snakes
to hunting down all them Bats

And everytime I turned around
you were always near
Watching your precious little tomboy
as I romped around without a fear

Those were the careless days of childhood
but those days are in the past
And looking back now, after 18 years
I'm grateful that Precious Memories last

Even though you've been gone now some 18 years
I can still see them putting you in the ground
But all I have to do is close my eyes
and those endless childhood days come back around

Spiraling Down Into the Garden Dismembered Paratroop Jumper

Plummeting down rascally Falls
Cowering tumbling forward swirls
Down falling down falling down 
Powering Crescent trapped in the spiral graphic flaws 
Falling plummeting down falling 
Falling to the ground
I am forward bound 
Caution yet read 
By the following cut sounds 
Sounds of the sparring Robins Twittering sparrows chirps
He's fallen
He's fallen and he can't get up
 All Fall Down I to the beckoning Earth 
While in the garden rabbits eat the raw Cabbage 
Squirrels eat nibble scribble fluorescent Greenery treats
Why eat nuts
Something funny about this paratrooper 
Aspiring meaning falling down into primatene space 
What??
Heading toward the Earth
Plummeting down Falling Towards the hard ground
Plummeting down spiraling spinning out of control
Hollering struggling tumbling spinning he falls
What matters does matter as he decides to releases parachute 
Don't be so disheartened Halo coming 
Lying amongst the rabbits and squirrel in the garden
Is the aspiring falling dismembered parachute jumper


9/15/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©

Pound-Bound Hellhound

Doggone it, that blasted pup irks me
He thinks he’s my Mom’s fav’rite pee wee
     He grabs harmful toys
     From rascally boys
Then chews them while gloating, bad beastie!

I’m coming for you, Mr. Hellhound
I’ll see you returned to the pet pound
     The blues you will sing
     So just take a swing
One scratch on my head, you’ll go Greyhound





Image “B” Chosen
*Written December 16, 2018
For James Edward Lee Sr.’s “Baby Face, What’s You Thinkin’” Contest

Paying the Toll

It greets me twice a day, morning and afternoon
Not pleasantly like a song from the musical, Brigadoon
No, not this structure that awaits me like a vigilant spy,
reminding me of the play's song, "There But For You Go I."

Each morning it slows me down as I make my way to work
I've come to regard it as a petulant nuisance and a jerk
I crawl along at a tedious pace, often hitting the brakes,
Red lights flashing as long lines form like slithering snakes

Its tempo in the afternoon moves slower than a larghetto
Never music to my ears when I decelerate to its concerto
The horns I hear are not from an orchestra, I blow one, too
But to its maestro I must pay or he'll never allow me through

I've come to know the menace well and call it a buffoon
because of its rudeness to drivers who have to sing his tune
Then came the day I heard the toll would no longer be taken
and the rascally little cubicle was soon to be forsaken

No longer am I forced to dawdle as I drive along the road
Though I think its ghost remains, traffic has swiftly flowed
I sing along with the radio, in a pleasant voice I now croon
but never do I sing "There But For You Go I" from Brigadoon

My Animals Abcs

An alligator always ate addax and antelopes.
Baby bats began bouncing before burping 
Caterpillars climb cable crossings carefully
Dingos don't dine delicately during dinner.
Eager elephants enjoy easily eating eggplants
Funny frogs finally find flipping fun
Granny goat 's girl got green grapes
Healthy heavy happy hippos hate horrendous heat
Iguana is inhaling icky insects
Jolly Joey Jumps joyfully juggling jelly jars.
Kevin's kangaroo keeps kicking kids
Lions like long-legged  little llamas
monkeys making magical music
Nightingales nest neatly nearby
Olly's old Ostrich outruns others
Polly parrot playfully peck puppies paws
Quick quirky quails quarrel quietly 
Robert's rascally rabbits racing raccoons
Slinky slimy snakes slither slowly
Tony the Tiger tasted termites.
Unusual  Ukari understands us
Voracious vicarious  vultures visibly vibrate
Walruses wobble while wiggling wildly
x-ray  tetras want worms
Young yellow yackety Yaks yawn
Zealous Zany Zesty Zebra

Cartoons

Bugs Bunny was a hero that wore no mask
That rascally rabbit, "What's up doc?", he'd ask!
The Flintstones Fred yelled,"Yaba daba doo!"
Wilma, Barney and Betty there with him too!

Popeye would always say, "I'm strong to the finish!"
Do you know why? "Because I eats me spinach!"
Rocky and Bullwinkle almost all of the time
Kept spies Boris and Natasha from doing crime

The Jetsons had all the space gizmos to get
George, Elroy, Jane, Judy and Astro their pet
Mr. Magoo clearly the most near sighted of men
Would say, "Oh Magoo, you've done it again!"

They said, "It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a frog!"
He answered , "It's just little old me, Under Dog"
Then we knew it was the end of the jokes
As soon as Porky Pig stuttered, "That's all Folks!"

Bugs Bunny

Ole Bugs was a rascally rabbit
a bunny with Fudd foolin' habits
each carrot he stole
and ditched in his hole
caused Elmer to scream Bugs G_d dam it!

02-28-2011

rascally raccoons
ruthlessly raid radishes
robbed rabbits resent


written and posted 2/28/2011 at  10:27 pacific Standard Time
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Came in 9th

Rascally Rabbit

My rabbit won’t come when called;
Misbehaving in every way;
But it’s the only way, being bald,
I’ll ever have a bad hare day.

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