Short Vamoose Poems
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Got a question why did summer vamoose
It just started now we're waving toodle loo
It just ain't right
It's taken flight
Whomever's in charge, you're full of poop
The old Devil, his name is Lucifer
When I see him, I tell him, 'Vamoose, Sir' --
The Devil grins his sly smile
Pleads, 'Let me stay for a while' --
I chase him away with an ethnic slur
Geese heading south are really confused
Some argue it ain't time, we're all refused
Turn back at the creek!
Others said, “shut your beak!”
Leaves changed color, so let's vamoose!
A hailstorm of brunch and some juice.
Sweet dough in a coffee cake boost.
A casserole got ‘em
with croissants on bottom.
When time for clean up, fed friends vamoose.
8/29/2021
The plumbing is leaking, all hell's breaking loose
Hell, no morning coffee, think I'll vamoose
Head for the coffee shop
Where the coppers hang out
Order a barrel of that delicious morning juice
The plumbing is leaking, all hell's breaking loose
Hell, no morning coffee, think I'll vamoose
Head for the coffee shop
Where the coppers hang out
Order a barrel of that delicious morning juice
SNOWBALLS UNHINGED
O sweet sugary snow, Shirley gets old.
Her glistening teeth are not very bold.
If she’d let loose,
They’d scram — vamoose!
As temperature drops, Shirley rolls cold.
8/10/2018
LEAVING THE PASSENGERS BEHIND
chartreuse
caboose
footloose
vamoose
The overworked chartreuse caboose spun,
ran off the track footloose vamoose done.
1/18/2018
Have a plea for certain people, “please don't reproduce”
Stay away from people with that powerful reproductive juice
End it immediately
And for all of our sanity
Before any further damage and mayhem, just vamoose
How ca I retire
So soon ?
How can I rest
Hastily ?
I am not drowsy
Nor am I fatigued.
I dictate
Stubbornly
To silence death
I resist
To escape the doom.
Away from the grave
I vamoose
Away from the edge
I whizz.
Drencho POET Loads.
Blizzards!, My Gizzards!,
This Blustering Bloke,
Keeps Mustering Mayhems With Words That He Spoke,
Great Snakes!, Eureka! and Holy Cow! Too,
Crimey! and Gadzooks! and A Tempestuous Toodle-Doo!,
Shazam! and Golly Willikers! with a Pinch of Vamoose!
Scram!, Gosh Damn!, and a Final Sacre Bleu!
Form:
As we embark on this odyssey
An epiphany consumes my senses
In my self awakening
I concluded that our journey
Will be a day of doom
My sapience tells me that
You cannot be trusted
I must vamoose before
I become this enigma I despise
As I give my valediction through
My poetic euphuism
I venture on my sabbatical
Far away from you
That pouncing, pesky puppy keeps chasing after me.
He seems to think I like him. How can I make him see
this feline's so much better in every way than he?
The sooner Bandit faces that, the better off he'll be.
He tries to be my friend. I just vamoose and climb a tree.
I slap his face, then run and hide.
The lowly creature has no pride.
“It’s just a rough draft,”
he said with a laugh
but the joke is half epitaph.
I know I’ll regret it
this helping him edit
his thesis, this knife,
that will cut through my life.
Somehow, it’s become real
this part of the deal
where my dear Dr. Peter
will vamoose from our theater
where I’ve acted like I could go on
when I return next year, and he’s gone.
She's just turned six year old and so
Her baby teeth are primed to go.
But one, reluctant to vamoose,
Just hangs in there, relaxed and loose.
Our Amy doesn't seem to mind.
She is not the conceited kind,
And has more things to think about
Than a laggard tooth that won't fall out.
If you chance to see beguiling grin
With a tooth that is more out than in,
You have seen our Amy, there's no doubt
And her baby tooth that won't fall out.