The blind clown came to entertain,
But he had problems getting to his act.
He kicked away the juggling balls,
And left the bubbles jar intact.
With arms outreached,
He couldn't find his riding horse.
He stumbled and tripped and fell alot,
As his oversized shoes went off course.
He then tried to balance a plate,
On what he thought was a stick.
But it was a magical wand,
That turned his balloons into bricks.
Turns out that the crowd laughed a plenty,
As his bufoonery was a many.
12-September-2021
Tiring also feeling well no
Sick beaten or bed ridden
Walking slow for taking grave
Going with the nature's law
At the age of Ninety four
Proud of Queen Elizabeth
Finding her way to riding horse
Overriding her power of will
Proud of Queen riding old all
At the age of Ninety four
Source of Remorse Being Off Course
What really did seem to be the source,
Of so much sadness filled with remorse,
That appeared;
Always feared;
When riding horse and being off course.
Jim Horn
Judge Who Held A Grudge
We knew Judge a grudge he would hold,
After one more predicted plot did unfold,
Hair ringy;
Also stingy,
Who is poorest one we ever have polled.
Jim Horn
Over 10 again.
Trump Slipped On Transcript
Seems like up again, Trump had slipped;
He said words not contained in transcript;
Were missed,
From his list;
Then when it would occur out he flipped.
Jim Horn
When You Gotta Go You Gotta
We know when you go you really gotta,
After you had learned would be a lotta,
Coming out,
No doubt;
Even when temptation off had fought a.
Jim Horn
Trump Had Groveled Riding Horse
While riding on horse Trump is groveling;
Putin and he caused horse to be hobbling,
And while there,
Horse did share;
After being off horse both were wobbling.
Jim Horn
Trump Sticking Out Neck
Trump as usual would stick out neck,
They say had resulted in a big wreck,
Many hurt;
Blood on shirt,
When being bitten by a bloody insect.
Jim Horn
Someone had taken another big swig,
After opening bottle with sharp twig,
To tavern go;
Did overflow;
And from head would loose their wig.
Galloping horse on drought cracked land throws dust from trampled soil in air
From ruins of dry life I’ll rise like dust to ride on the running horse
It'll morph to racing hope, take me from wasteland to green meadow.
April, 19, 2018.
Syllable count : 16 each line.
In the early day of a spring,
In a glitering palace ,
Me ,gifted a star studded,
Necklace to my beloved .
When she wore it
Whole stars from the sky came down and adorned her in romance.
I saw a princess in pink robe,
Riding horse ....
It took me to the kingdom of love
Where we danced together in a rose garden
When blue sparkling eyes ,
Started whispering the Ballard's of ,
True love ....
She started shining like
A jewel in my heart.
A lad was riding horse by night,
And passing through the Devil's Lair,
When thunder split the tainted air;
His horse then threw him, ran in fright,
So little Peter knelt and prayed
Because he was a mite afraid.
He prayed for just a little might;
He could not walk to see his Mum,
Who waited up to see him come.
An angel, clothed in rays of light,
Sat by his side and kept him warm
Throughout the bitter, angry storm;
Then took him up and held him tight
While walking down the dreary path
That left that den of fear and wrath.
Until his cottage came in sight,
She carried him through place by place
To see his mother's beaming face.
A lad was riding horse by night,
His horse then threw him, ran in fright;
He prayed for just a little might.
An angel clothed in rays of light
Then took him up and held him tight,
Until his cottage came in sight.
January 22, 2014