Short Beastie Poems
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Vengeance worms in its way
after art of submission falls prey
Bass slap riff and chords ring funky,
beats that warm the brass monkey
Young Connor he voyaged The Nile
By sailing a live crocodile
The beastie went SNAP!
And swallowed the chap!
Oh well, it was fun for a while.
Farmer Fred went on a diet
Nancy said, “You got to try it”
Fred began to “Feel the Noize”
Tooting like the Beastie Boys
Really it was Quiet Riot
I hate it when a flea
takes a liking to me
and keeps darting in front of my eyes.
I try swatting it away,
but she thinks it's play,
and so keeps it up - till she dies.
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O yon Loch Ness Monster
is come out of the lake
through all the wide border
his tail left a wake
and save his fire-breathing
he weapons had none
he swam all unharmed
and fair maidens he won
so faithful in love
yet so very messy
there never was wee beastie
like the young dragon Nessie
(With apologies to Sir Walter Scott)
Blue Barrel Blue Barrel you got me over you
Fraudulent extravagant
How much you want to bet
Winners odds surround it by Cannonballs
Jump for joy
Boxes of toy if batted and overjoyed
Dark chocolate caviar based in olive oil
Reese's Pieces, Kit Kat and Almond Joy
tis a pleasure doing business with you
... Beastie Boys
Shopping at The Bargain Basement second hand storesl'
Help them, help us all Lord
8/21.19
James Edward Lee Sr 2019©
Born beautiful, bacon breath,
Beau, besides being boisterous,
basketcase boggles,
batty behavior,
bounds beyond boundaries,
brazen barking bravado,
bane of UPS drivers bringing boxes,
bowling bewildered brother canine bedfellows,
befriending beagles,
basking beside bashful basset hounds,
belabors begging beef at table,
bedazzled by butterflies,
bobblehead bouncy Beau,
basically befuddled,
becalmed by bedtime biscuit,
beloved baffling beastie!
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