Short Tighten Up Poems
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I addressed a Canadian goose.
He had five screws. Three were loose.
He opened up his bill and said,
"Help me tighten up my head".
I said, "I see why you're so loose.
We'll need more vodka and orange juice".
well uh
this love
ain't for sale
or
a
rabbit egg
on
a
snail
run a little faster
rubbing words
on your tail
oh what a soothe
rub me some more
waves to the shore
oh this love
said oh this love
chasing albino bats
feathering maiden hats
tell me the truth before
you cut me loose
no no no
never
tighten up the noose
on
this love
?
With age come aches and pains and, too,
A stiffening of joints
With movements thus restricted
On the body’s weakest points.
So hips and neck and hamstrings
And especially the knees
Announce that they’re eroding
As they tighten up and seize.
Though exercise and heating pads
May help you to regroup,
Those old bones might be better off
To make a base for soup!
Life is hard
but not so far,
dreams comes true,
need to speed up ur car.
Ups nd downs
Jerks nd jolts
Let's tighten up ur belt,
don't you knelt
moves round round
on the life's ground.
Once you win
raise up their chin
praises of kin
those people made din.
Life is a test
do your best,
Problems nd miseries
not little bit
let's think over it
work like a kid
to get rid of it.
I know I'm for the rest of my life
But I can find a psuedo door on the day
I know I won't be there
For once you would understand me .
Alcohol and cigarettes would appear different then
I promise to tighten up baby.
A new me will be seen
All those annoying decencies
Out of the window
Though is seems that was done long ago .
I'm not going to take it gradually
2 parts left till I'm alive
One where I stand a chance
The other where I move on
Saturday Night Surf
We use to Surf
On Saturday nights
The Surf Ballroom
Up a thousand flights
Didn’t Hang Ten
But did Tighten Up
Did the Funky Chicken
And built up buttercup
Blue suede shoes
Silk stripe pants
Looking like peacocks
Ready to dance
We had Utopia
The Pilgrims
Rockin’ Ramrods too
When The Technique’s
Played Shotgun
All understood
This would be our last dance
So do it now
And do it good
By:Bill MacEachern
03/29/2021
More time,
sand swirl back to the sky;
Ease the old pantomime
who always seems to cry,
longing to taste their prime;
Rotate
the hands back to the start;
A path ordained by fate,
you can’t change it sweetheart;
Live before it’s too late;
Quicken
and tighten up that pace;
Chase what is unwritten,
leave much more than a trace;
Let yourself get smitten;
Go slow
savor a daily smile;
Lean into that gusto,
dissipate for a while;
Lambency let it show.