Short Blondie Poems
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Wonder Woman, Blondie, and Daisy
Are ladies who drive a man crazy
Large bust, tiny waist
No need to be chaste
Yet beguiled by men who are lazy!
There was a young girl from Marfee
Her nickname was young cute blondie.
Teeth were all rotted
Men were all sotted
She's a firm forty-two double dee.
Hey fruity cutie,
I been wondering
Just what’cha gonna do
With your peachy booty.
Mind if I lend a hand,
‘Cause I know what’s pick of the crop,
So come on strawberry blondie,
Just take off your top.
And she was a friend of mine
Well maybe if we had had the time
Long blonde hair and not a care
So Birmingham was where
I saw and fell in love with Jill's long hair
Love you Blondie
Mine was longer though
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Form:
Blondie is forever young.
Rosy cheeks and lips bee-stung.
Her nicely waved hair is perfection.
One wonders at the odd connection
To lazy Dagwood so unkempt,
To comb his hair, makes no attempt.
Truth told he would rather stay in bed.
Pay no heed to what Mr.Dithers said.
315 Bowery
Cavern dark
Steep stairways
Rebel yell
Graffiti walls,
Landmark underground
Outcast mall.
Cradle of Punk
Sweet rock n roll
Loud lullabies,
Awakening calls.
Talking Heads
Blondie
The Ramones beat,
Historic toilet rooms
Flush no more.
An era gone
Silent sleep
My CBGB days
Hilly Kristal,
You may keep.
The master maker of exotic sandwiches is Dagwood Bumstead!
Blondie (nee Boopadoop) views his masterpieces with dread!
He compounds his concoctions with everything from anchovy to zucchini,
And Bumstead could make them vanish faster than an illusion by Houdini!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retireed
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the black and
white ink laid
aside for
centerfold gold
the choice
of elementary
girl
basic colors
comically
displayed
Hagar
the horrible
Brenda Starr
the family
circle
Blondie
dad
read all the
sections
except
mine
those
happy days
no tablet
in hand, phone
attached
to the wall
a lazy
Sunday
afternoon
however
the thought
crossed
my mind
a wristwatch
that tells time
and lets me
watch tv
besides
who knew
5/25/2019
Three of the utmost sassiest chicks I ever did see
Were Bluey, Red, and the notoriously cutey Blondie
They wiggled their tail feathers, causing rooster to turn red.
He was their embarrassed daddy, this big guy, named Fred.
Why do you act like such harlots, I asked them one day
We like to tease the other roosters; it is our way to play
They never settled down, stayed single all of their lives.
A good thing probably, they would have made terrible wives.
I know of a Blondie Ruebel
Oh my! she sure is a girl
Her golden locks are a lure
With a heart so pure
That many guys are left in a twirl
She radiates that others never knew
It emits in aerial threw
With a smile that delights
Morning, noon and night
Knowing her, I grew and grew
I know of a Blondie Ruebel
She's Sharon, and yep! she's all girl
Fantastic she is
Knowing her is bliss
Thank you for being in my world
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We never need a special day
To bring you to our mind,
For days without a thought of you,
Are very hard to find.
We cannot send a birthday card,
Your hand we cannot touch,
But God will take our greetings
To the one we love so much
Thinking of you on your birthday,
With sadness in our hearts,
For a very special someone,
From whom we had to part
Happy Birthday Blondie
We all talk of you still,
We certainly haven't forgotten you
And I doubt we ever will
Xx Much Love xX