Short On The Sly Poems
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The ape was a mimic
So badger pestered him
A dog tricked the fox
And followed him to crow
This boast to a rat
Was betrayed ...by and by
Tampering with its meaning..
was a monkey...on the sly.
Limerick: Once a measly Miser in Mumbai
Once a measly Miser in Mumbai
Liked watching dancing girls on the sly
He went to Bolly-Wood
Though he felt jolly good
His loot sucked by Bombay Ducks well nigh.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
We are sneaking these pumpkins out of this field said Fang.
He was the leader at of the Kitty Pumpkin Sneaking Gang.
I thought it odd because if they were trying to do it on the sly.
Why would they name their gang? Why oh, dear, why?
One day, a convict got away, and went out on the lam.
And on the sly, he did buy, his very own kitchen cam.
Wanting to glow, in a reality show, though not a ham.
This jailbird, much preferred, to star in the Joy of Spam.
For Rhyme Battle contest
CHEATERS
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Living life on the sly.
Cheaters, liars!
Honest folk have to suffer
cheaters who scam them.
Teachers should name them
and positively shame them.
Which might deny them
more cheating and lying,
and living a life on the sly.
some silhouettes run along
even in darkness of night
faint ray of light, all it takes
to reveal them groping you
sticking like slithering leach
sucking away your goodness
incognito, on the sly
Mohan Chutani
Date: 9.8.2014
Contest: Silhouette of a heptagonet
There are two similar snowflakes,
they`re dancing in the frosty air.
And childish joy them merry makes
in such a menacing and hostile era.
Persecuted flocks the wind severe
then will sweep impassively aside.
On the sly those naughty disappear,
rest will come soon in the clear sky.
Forward I go under the sky,
a talent in my hand,
a star attracts me on the sly
by manna from heaven.
My bare soul, run to the star,
salt down my body!
from ennui take away my arm,
and keep me busy!
It shines in the eternal dark,
it needs not much -
only the talent - coin odd -
for food the charge.
Don’t be a fence rider anymore
One side is safe and ever sure
The other side hides danger as it lures
They both look pleasing to the eye
But, the dark side will trick you on the sly
The Lord’s side is truth and light you cannot deny
You surely know these facts already
Now is your time to decide and be ready
So get off the fence & choose the Lords side so steady
Sometimes mama cat goes.
We don’t really know why.
Where she is no one knows.
I think she is on the sly.
When she comes back.
I swear! A smile is on her face.
We worry she may meet a pack
of dogs or coyote some place.
When she goes we try to stay calm.
It’s usually very late at night.
I guess there’s nothing like a tom,
to make everything all right.
© Apr 05 2010
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With paws so swift they blur the eye,
Magical Marv works on the sly.
Three acorns dance—now watch them fly!
(But where's the pea? Don't even try.)
The woodland marks line up to play,
their nutty savings trickled away.
Marv grins and twitches, suave and fey~
Guess right? Oh dear. You owe me. Time to pay.
Her brown eyes dance with her feet,
swaying across the dance floor with a beat,
a beauty with almond-shaped eyes,
snapping and flirting giving men sighs
who want to dance with the lovely miss,
dreaming to hold on tightly and desire a kiss,
waltzing from one partner to another,
teasing each with delight and not to smother,
a blithe spirit who flies as if a butterfly,
stopping to catch special nectar on the sly.
White lily and pink lotus,
Lot of round green plate like leaves,
With gems of spherical water,
With lake clear blue carrying them,
A dense fence of pine,
On one side,
Up the green slope,
Another hybrid chirping forest on another,
With idyllic plain folky hutments,
On the third,
It was my side,
From where I had arrived,
That was not promising,
Probably that’s why,
I had arrived,
From that side,
Escaping on the sly.
Face sad find:
Toxic kind
Feel the fake
Break odd take
Guile now bloats
In mad gloat
Twist to turn
Pain that churns
Words tell lies
On the sly
Shift shape pile
With fake smile
Odds grind ends
To cast blend
Feel the mood
Bad makes good
Time to moan
Mind wild groans
Much too much
Strikes that touch
Toxic kind:
Blind leads blind
Leon Enriquez
29 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
COPLA 70 INVOCATION: This Bad Guy World
To keep the play going - You? Who?
Must see to it the plot’s a fix:
Despite Freytag
One thing’s certain – empty seats: No!
Always a packed house to dry climax:
Ideas may lag
Good play bad ploy Good Guys don’t buy
All that’s needed - someone to watch:
Can house void clap
You taught Your puppets on the sly
To write their own plays Yours to match:
Turn cheek for slap
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014