Short Sancho Poems

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Premium Member Sancho

Mc Jagger’s swagger, a southern drawl, I fell for
He gets stupid occasionally, bad behavior
So I made him my sancho
and now call him Pancho
The Stones play as he struts through the back door!
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Form: Limerick


Premium Member Vignette-Tilting At Windmills

He set his classic in La Mancha
Don Quxiote and sidekick Panza
This duet made an awful fist
Ready material for a satorist-
Sancho the squire,Don the idealist

see more in the renown tale by Cervantes
Form: Narrative

Dark and Stormy Night

it was a dark and stormy night
a flick of a bic
and a radioactive polonium glow

he said he went ballistic
the other day

it was all over an interpretation
of what,
a psychotic little smile

I'm just Sancho Panza
a sidekick in this life

it's all good
I suppose.

Premium Member Reaching Dulcineas Village

Sancho Panza loaned his trusty donkey to Don Quixote
they had finally reached the village of the gorgeous Dulcinea.
Baskets brimming with excited sunflowers would be delivered.
The squire congratulated himself for getting the knight-errant here.
He sat back to watch the performance, as Quixote began to sing.

Turning

if you kick
my kick
stand

my
bike
will fall

down
and all
the base

ball cards
and clothes
pins will cease

to
spin
and make

noise again
like a brok
en muffler 

or a motor
cycle now
just sits

there where
a don Quixote
kid kicks it and

says to 
his friend
Sancho it's 

dead
Form:


Sancho Panza

Sancho Panza told Marisancha to pass the  plate of Gazpacho 
     she was screwy and forgot the cue and passed the plate to Cascajo
                          Sancho hit Mari, Casca hit Panza
                           Alonso rushed in, gravy bonanza
         "Don Quixote de la Mancha" hailed Don Miguel's Alonso Quijano
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Commies Never Agreed with Me

     Never a Marxist
       I didn’t like Groucho
     And though I read Spanish
       forget Sancho Panza

     I was a big Lenin fan
       John, not Vlady --
     who loved a hot-toddy
       when courting a ‘la-dy’ 

     Today my likes and dislikes
       blow hot and cold
     which is likely to happen
       when your blood runs old
Form: Rhyme

Arousal Comes

fire burns when the arousal comes, and heat that almost burns the thumbs, where to put me diddle dum? damn it take your chances, the sweetest of romances, in heaven i be chum, pass the fourex son, (beer 5%) thirsty work for some, the horizontal dancers, the diddling has been done:) Is her daddy that bloody rancher? nah it's Sancho Panza.... re 'Passion Pit' Linda-Marie SweetHeart' Don Johnson
Form: Rhyme

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