Short Scurvy Poems
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This fish is an oscar
his name is Scurvy
he swims so peacefully
I love to watch him
cruisin in his tank so gracefully
The brine and rot of a fishing ship
Is smelt a hundred yards from shore
The scurvy laughs of the mates aboard
A thousand yards or more.
Captain Tabby Longtail stands
Like Ahab at the helm,
His Jolly Roger flying high
Above his salty realm.
He’ll keelhaul your scurvy carcass
If you give him any bull,
And he’ll make you walk the plank, mate,
If his food dish isn’t full.
people have stopped laughing
and this is no rumour,
children is Somalia sufferes from scurvy
what a sad scene
has anyone seen
these countless
deaths of dreams,
dead consciences
of politicians
this dying Afrika
its dead hope.
people have stopped laughing
and this is no rumour,
children is Somalia sufferes from scurvy
what a sad scene
has anyone seen
these countless
deaths of dreams,
dead consciences
of politicians
this dying Afrika
its dead hope.
pudding for breakfast, pudding for lunch
pudding for supper, nothing to crunch
Doctor says I am in danger of horrible scurvy?
How wrong can he be? How wrong can he be?
Vegetables? No thank you. I don’t want any.
Fruit? Sure. Give it to my cousin, Winny.
I am a pudding gal, it is all I want to eat.
And cake of course, because it is sweet.
*Comely n’ curvy
*Riddled wit’ scurvy
Good lord my oh me
She surly do be:
bawdy and bold
prancing and preening
shameful and shameless
spicy and spiteful
willful and witty
jaded and jammin’
funky and funny
Bitter with sweet
Sweet with sour
Knock me to my knees
Have mercy on me
the woman got know
the woman got show
the woman got soul…
For Delysia Hendricks
Bananas
Here come the sailors of the Seventh Fleet
With their bananas ripe, ready to eat
The ladies, they like them firm
Musty one’s make them squirm
Why can’t liberty always be so sweet!
Limes
They’re green and round not yellow and curvy
Bruised or mushed never—topsy turvy!
Peeled back skin often slimy
Best citrus fresh and limey
Sailor lime-juicer’s sucked to cure scurvy
Turquoise chalice was terrified that she was not as curvy
As the fade- out banana who had a touch of scurvy
Clothes pin cousin laughed at the chalice's distress
Lightbulb filament rolled his eyes at this jealous mess
Screwdriver did not have anything much to say
Lockset said “I’ll come back another day”.
Cork found himself surrounded by disturbed items now.
He waddled off, looking for a piggy bank or a snowplow.
almost died of scurvy
had psoriasis ever since
safeguarding my mind
step mother made the worst meals
i blamed her but now my taste buds
have changed and i realise
worked my mind
she really could cook
found my soul
devil's massage
got sick and began eating veggies
another sleight of hand
of the spine to live with
and took vitamins
lost to myself
and an exercise routine to see if i could beat it
lazy bones
When Europeans first began to migrate to this country
many of them began to die from an illness known as scurvy
because they could not find a nutritional source of vitamin C,
when in reality such a resource was abundantly plenty.
By simply taking the needles from any pine tree
and boiling it in water, they could have brewed pine needle tea.
which is a great nutritional source of vitamin C
and in my opinion also is very tasty.
Oh citrus, my mistress
Exquisite, delicious
Appealing, revealing
No zestier feeling
Acidic confections
Ascerbic dilections
So tangy, so tasty
The tart in a pastry
A scurvy elixir
A fine tonic mixer
Nutritious, sumptuous
Mouth-watering, scrumptious
Exquisite, delicious
Oh citrus, my mistress
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I don't think it is a McWhirtle, probably iambic trimeter? Dunno.
H/T to Robert Gorelick for "My Darling Lime"
Little of no Vitamin C
And Scurvy is what you shall see;
The iodine-poor diet: Goiter
And it’d continue to loiter:
A lot of pulsing and bouncing
Like a ball for a team’s trouncing;
On one’s sad neck hanging around,
Auto-immune disorders hound!
Then, somehow, can one it avoid
And have not The Bogus Thyroid:
Lots of what richly give Iodine
Safe diet, no Cimetidine...
Goiter not good for camera,
Snapshots skipping it chimera.
I'm a briny whore
wit' reekin' drawers
me honor ter make yer acquenchance
th' skipper's maid
me port's decayed
one doubloon, yer seafarin' urchin?
Yer scurvy rat
a-crawl wit' gnat
orf seadog scourged wit' rabid
yer cannon's immense
'tis cocked 'n tense
yer cutlass be yearnin' me scabbard
Yer stench o' sewer
me bits'll chew yer
bumps 'n boils 'n rottin' flesh
yer britches singe
yer helm unhinge
ter boot yer hornpipe thump 'n thresh
2013-11-20
I"m getting rather faint again
I don"t feel well at all.
My back has gone,my legs both ache
must sit in case i fall
Scurvy,swine flu,measles mumps.
I must have had the lot
I even broke out in a sweat
whilst i was in my cot
The doctor calls,he doesnt care,
Just looks at me and smiles.
I grimace back in pain,not joy.
I"ve just sat on my piles
The end is nigh,and thats a fact.
Of this i can be sure.
My epitaph will surely read..
They couldn"t find the cure
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