Short Rang Poems
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Along with Judy Garland, this star was born
They rang the bells and sounded the horns
Yup! Li'l ole me
On my mommies knee
Destined for greatness but my mind was stillborn
they walk the streets
you hear the horn beat
on that nigh
of blinking lights
bell ringing
the crowd singing
on the wall the ball falls
everyone one largh gand
on
NEWYEARS EVA BANG AND RANG
Along with Judy Garland, this star was born
Twas me, they rang the bells and sounded the horns
Yup! Li'l ole me
On my mommies knee
Destined for greatness but my mind was stillborn
Along with Judy Garland, this star was born
Twas me, they rang the bells and sounded the horns
Yup! Li'l ole me
On my mommies knee
Destined for greatness but my mind was stillborn
Sisters
with a nom de plume,
Currer,Ellis,Acton-
Charlotte,Emily,Ann died much
too young
see their portrait by their brother Bramwell @ npg.org.uk/live/search/portrait.asp?LinkID=mp00572&rNo=0&role=sit
Along with Judy Garland, this star was born
Twas for me, they rang the bells and sounded the horns
Yup! Li'l ole me
On my mommies knee
Destined for greatness but my mind was stillborn
© Jack Ellison 2015
THE DOORBELL RANG – Etheree
Ring!
Bother!
Ring again
An alien!
Oh, what a surprise!
He’s not what you’d expect
He’s not green with a small head
No he looks very much like us
“Hey! Your parrot pooped in my rocket ship!”
He says “Fly Me to the Moon,” sings Polly
I met UFC and she courted me.
She made me wanna hit!
But I stood back from the ring,
Not battered, but better I became.
It's no life worth livin' to get
your bell rang.
Or worse, to punch a good man
to his death,
Just to get the gawkers to
sing your song!
And move up the rung
to where you think you belong.
The escalation seems so wrong.
The Leader of the gang
Fought his door with a bang,
From the all –metal forcing out a clang
That his impatience duly sang,
Now smiling and choosing to hang,
Every tooth of his a ready fang…
Then, Dave’s rescuing phone rang
To great risk exposing the gang!
Pitted against a metallic door,
Whose forcible opening isn’t sure
Save with dynamites not in noise poor
Or human strength, completely raw
Would the leader now run for it,first
Or the door still attack a bit?