Short Gobbledygook Poems

If you should hear Tom Selleck spout
His irritating, "It turns out..."
It isn't a fluke
Just gobbledygook
Intended to smother your doubt...

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gigantean gibber-gabble gives girlish gander goose genuine goluptious
gobbledygook glorifying glimmering glimpses of greasy glossy glittering
goose gossip....

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There are behaviors that I detest
From people who preach that their work's the best
Lines of gobbledygook
Reads like a boring book
Time to give their arrogant pen a rest...

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misunderstood bureaucrats gobbledygook
rivaling Lewis Carroll’s jabberwocky
poppycock reported by reporters of alternative facts
another round of USA’s wildly erroneous politics...

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Turkey farmer Jones was seen as a kook
many claimed his whole life was a fluke.
But they were not aware
Jones had learned a skill rare--
he was fluent in speaking gobbledygook....

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Turkey farmer Jones was seen as a kook.
Many declared his whole life was a fluke.
But they were not aware
Jones had learned a skill rare,
he was fluent in speaking gobbledygook....

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Conversed with one who talked gobbledygook,
his mouth overflowed like a babbling brook,
so while his words don't impress
I had to escape this mess...
Excuse me, your fly is undone - just look!...

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“gobbledygook”


the waters of vegetarianism need not be murky
even living on a commune in Albuquerque
but of some folks i’ve misgivings
of their Thanksgiving giving’s
so ask what the feck is tofurky...

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In spite of my outrageous good looks
And the stealing of girls hearts, whatta crook
Other qualities I have
Like expelling lots of gas
But that's just a bunch of goggledygook


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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I am wearing a calico face mask,
it has pretty red and blue flowers,
reminding me of spring showers.

It softens my face with color,
doing away from the antiseptic look,
adds a bit of whimsy to all the gobbledygook....

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Baloney, bumfuzzle, fiddledeedee
Taradiddle, gardyloo, snickersnee
Gobbledygook, gardyloo, tickle me,
Hullabaloo, cattywampus hogwash hoo-ha
Claptrap, collywobbles ballyhoo brouhaha!



~A Brian Strand 4 or 5 line contest....

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Gurgling grunts 
Help the pretty flowers grow 
Babbling bluntly my mystical muse 
Is easily confused 
Pretty smells I do inhale 
Dream faeries up my nose 
To my brain attach a hose 
To drain my poems 
To and trow them
Into a field of rainbows 
They go 

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Porky dorky was a good cook
                                Cooked the ham for a scary spook
                                       The spook was knotty
                                          Asked for a potty
                                   Dorky missed his gobbledygook...

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Swallowing songs 
Help the hungry bluebirds sing 
Gulping gasps of air 
With nothing there but Spring 
Time faeries with magic wands 
Go backwards to bury treasure 
Into the grey matter of my brain 
Where poems are locked up like gold 
Only later to be discovered 
At the end of rainbows
They go...

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Such swings the Muses' wail
to him that laxly trail
and her too, prone to frail
when we are out of jail
with truly turgid tongues
singing sourly sweet songs.

A sense and some music
comedy and tragic
of a form in a flow 
dangling on minds as snow
on a smooth sloping roof
it's just gobbledygook....

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What’s a cell without its membrane?
A bulbous mass of uhck?
A strung-out sea that’s ever-expanding?
An ugly pile of gook?

Does it know where proteins go?
Are signals always mistook?
Do organelles discombobulate
And invaders overlook?

Can it feel? Can it fathom?
Does it know which way is up?
Is a formless blob of matter
Anything but gobbledygook?...

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I play with sunbeams and my friend
until these moments come to end.
Again my open book will send
me to the places of world's end.

When day is done and last page read,
I go to pillow and to bed.
Dreams to daylight as night is shed
and I to bright, new places led.

When night has come, I'm off the hook
and I'll return to read my book.
Looking forward to cozy nook,
serious words, some gobbledygook....

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Poem contests that require free verse
I avoid like a plague
I entered this one to take a stand

Poetry should have meter and rhyme
Or to me it’s something else
Like an extract from a book

It's supposed to have complex patterns
Of one sort or another
Perceived as a coherent whole

Even this definition is gobbledygook
Certainly not definitive at all
So that where I am, today

If free verse is your bag
Please don’t be offended
Help me to understand...

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