Short Handler Poems
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to some them its insane
its part of game
begging for change
there aim
is shake down
watch them around
stand with cane handler
the
PANHANDLER
Sandra Bullock did overpower
Chelsea Handler in her shower
And as she slapped poor Handler
She really was a man handler
But that just made Chelsea glower
Releasing a
lost-in-city
Inland Taipan
into the wild,
the snake handler
exclaimed with joy
'go! get a life'.
Slithering away snake
hissed back 'you too'!
hey brother
i can't turn to other
will you help please
i have needs
this how the beg
some have legs peg
and stand with a plan
as cup and bandler
theses
PAN HANDLER
Sadie Terrier
Scottish origin
Wins Westminster's
2010 contest
Hurray for Sadie
Pulchritude is
Pert, alert, shows
The audience
Glamorous side
Gave handler
A run in
The fast ring
The Black
Scottish
Sadie
Dog
Brain Small and Granular
Was born with brain small and granular;
Seems wild and needs an animal handler;
Rather dumb;
Blind has become;
Stared at solar eclipse which was annular.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Bolivia, NC
Joe Sandler states that he can handle
An ample band of verbal vandals.
Scanning a slew of scrambled samples,
Joe soon grows grudgingly disgruntled.
Top trophy goes to Mighty Sandler
For Tongue Twister triumphant handler.
December 28, 2020
Contest: Tongue Twister
Sponsor: Joe Sandler
Some people believe
that dogs have no words.
Perhaps they've never
heard the language of dogs.
In the heart of a guide dog,
there is language,
and in moments of danger,
appropriate actions speak eloquently.
The gaze with which they watch
their handler from behind
is language itself.
They communicate words
to those who cannot see.
Their quiet conversation,
though inaudible to others,
still reaches its intended listener.
I want to touch the prevalent stars
I want to observe the lonely red mars
I want to go to glide at north pole
I want to pet a foal
I want to c the pyramids
And the Pharaoh's of egypt
I want to roam around the world
Wth ny back always erect
I want to let my thoughts wander
I want to b a dolphin handler
I want to invent a solar car
I want to b known wide n far
I want to get lost in my dreams
I want to slide down on
Waterfalls n streams
I want to do everything
The chimp stretched its arm,
palm up under my chin,
fingers and thumb supple,
a pink-pawed sharing.
It’s a palm-reading offering,
if only I had the skill to interpret it.
There is a life-line.
It looks a lot like mine,
there are breaks in it
like mine.
I see a heart-line,
it seems squeezed to one side,
like mine.
His handler moves on.
I am left wondering
if it was I who had been read,
and why now does my palm
resemble a map
of my dreaming face?
she sings and dances
and give the guys chances
she starts with glances
to let them know she will dance
yet some wish company
to make time and be too
she thinks it a little too soon
to have friends.
so she switches and bow's
her handler speaks cannifoul
that anti-worded speech to
let the fellas know
she wish to retire to her dressing room
her driver will be here soon
yet to let some of you know
she'll sign autographs in the
in the lobby
and invite you the bar afterwards
The chimp stretched its arm,
hand palm up under my chin,
fingers and thumb supple,
a pink-pawed sharing.
It’s a palmistry offering,
if only I had the skill to read it.
There is a life-line.
It looks a lot like mine,
there are breaks in it
like mine.
I see a heart-line,
but it seems
squeezed to one side,
like mine.
His handler moves on.
I am left wondering
if it was I who had had
his hand read,
and why now does my palm
resemble a map
of the face of the moon?