when wolf boy accused his pack of lies ~ the alpha male tore at his eyes
beta shook her head and wouldn’t take sides ~ omega stayed in disguise
the moral goes further and simply implies ~ know how cries compromise
said badger to his honey ~ she ripped his balls off for grooming her boys
#The alpha male is top dog
The beta is mostly neutral
The omega being submissive#
#Honey Badgers are notorious
for attacking and tearing off an
opponent’s testes! Ouch!#
By
David Kavanagh
Categories:
testes, allegory, irony, perspective,
Form: Monoku
A Rottweiler Shepard mix
longsuffering had proven to be
With the Doberman pup, a red one,
won on a gambling spree
Rocky the mix and BoBo
coexisted for a time
As any two male dogs can manage
till BoBo reached his prime
Suddenly all manners
right out the door
Or respect for the one
The younger Used to adore
Who would allow him as pup
his tail to bite
Sleeping all day
Keep him up half the night
On a road trip in
the trucks bed they lay
Appearing that all fine
No emotions on display
As Rocky got out first
As is the Alphas right
BoBo shot with no warning
his testes to savagely bite
Poor Rocky was loaded
to go to the vet
my mom left in charge
Of the deranged pet
A heavily sedated dog returned
It's angry owner as well
As soon as the tailgate dropped
Rocky unleashed some karma Hell
Young BoBo was hit
So hard and so fast
He rolled for three or four feet,then Old Rocky
indelicately performed his amigos vasectomy neat
The challenge given and answered
Settled the rest of their days
respect that's earned we should not forget
Should machismo get in the way
Categories:
testes, animal, planet,
Form: Rhyme
Certain crickets have the largest testes compared to their body mass
14% of their entire body weight even including their huge ass
If it applied to us guys
Our weight would stupefy
Can't imagine, would need a wheelbarrow, it's hard not to be crass
Categories:
testes, hilarious,
Form: Limerick
To Christopher Okigbo
To Chinua Achebe
To Wole Soyinka
To JP Clarks
To Habila Helon
A measure of time past
I am part of your dark side
To this wayward side of this wet Benue roads, children had learnt to be naked leaving their thoughts hang in the air,
Famished.
Cattle and herdmen
Death and people
The watermarks upon our woes.
Before the moon belched
And the wind sneezed loudly
After the sun unmasked the empty roads
The wetness of those roads split our innocence journeying from Enugu to kogi, and cattle, the roads companions;
retracing images of forgotten land.
Wounded dust groans
Grasses quake in communal voices
Journey testes like a sour chicken,
Like a village defeated by war,
Like a burning passion of hatred.
Those wet roads are the cause of our hunger Games and no politicians seen crying as the children are dying!
Forgetting the food basket of the land
Is forgetting our tomorrow in the hands of hunger!
Yours poetically,
©John Chizoba Vincent.
Categories:
testes, abuse, africa, anger,
Form: Ballad
My love for him is like a burning torch which cannot be extinguished. A love that will
live forever into eternity. An unsatisfied hunger that can only be remedy by him, a
Love that is multiplying into zillion folds and still unfolding. How do I go on that he no
longer wants me- his love for me was only conditional,and yet I want him. How do I
allow my heart to surrender to his, when he testes and probes me to see if I am
suitable be with him. Why do I yearn to be next to him when I now the out come
that he never love me unconditional, a love that could only lost through eternity.
And, yet I still miss him. Now he is gone because he no longer wants me because I
came to my senses and refused him. Hoping and praying that he will return to me
and love me the way, I should and deserve to be truly loved by him.
Categories:
testes, lost loveme, love, me,
Form: Personification
When i went two skool
Mi speling woz bad
The wurds i found
Wer hard, maid me sad
The teechers tryed
Thay did ther bezt
Wif a little help
Wif a few moore testes
My speling got better
Az they took ther time
With many classes
I turned out fine
I was reading and writing
Like never before
My results were high
Gaining high scores
Their dedication
Determination
Continuance of support
For my education
This poem goes out
To my English teachers
If it was not for them
I'd have no poetry features
Thank you Nara Shevanna for tagging me, i enjoyed writing this.
I now tag Doris Culverhouse to write a poem on education.
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/life3.php
Categories:
testes, on writing and words
Form: Rhyme