Sonny Boy...fresh out of diapers
Ogled my iced tea
Gulped every last drop
Grinned like the Cheshire Cat
Yodeled a catchy tune
Blew me a kiss and waddled away
One hour later...
Tea-toter stinky, whipped out his winky
Tinkle, tinkle, little pee monster
Oops...Tee hee hee...WTF!
Missed everything but my wallet...guess better in my back pocket...than my hand!
It was created to make opportunities for
those who were under the amount of wins.
But who were in a "e season of opportunity".
( a time were five to twelve wins were-
recognized by a ring manager
who took responsibility of an athlete as manager)
the opportunity would have to be come from
the championship committee (1/2 would have
to agree, to put forth Aorist" to encourage
the current champion to agree to a match.
a proper time to do the proper thing where both
champion and challenger might seize the
opportunity to be victor in a championship bout!
The term Kaivoi Aorist" used to describe the condition
before it has transpired.
(I go Ruh-Ruh! to cheer the Performers!)
The reason the radicals are slapping labels on you
Is because you're strong and refuse to be silent.
One thing they love is a dog that rolls over.
One thing they fear is a fighter who throws down.
Never give in to the bullhorn -cancel crowd.
Never be silenced because silence is death.
For you and our faith-fight to the last man.
At times you've got to tap them in the mouth.
Tinkle on their campfire, then lay them to rest-
distant storms exhale
waves break upon jagged rocks
shattered shells tinkle
9/2/2021
Favorite Nature Haiku Poetry Contest
I'm back in the saddle again
my Prostate now my best friend
brother Bladder, cousin Ure
we complete every journey
not stopping to pee 'til the end.
#2
I'm back in the saddle again
my Prostate now my best friend
we drive many miles
smiling big smiles
not stopping to pee 'til the end
Tinkle Tinkle In The Stars
Tinkle tinkle in the stars
Santa’s seen too many bars
Had a beer in every one
Now his bladder’s come undone
Tinkle tinkle in the stars
Sprinkling you where e’er you are
When another pint is gone
Santa Claus can sprinkle on
While there’s still a little light
Golden showers in the night
Tinkle tinkle in the stars
Sprinkling you where e’er you are
Santa tinkles in the dark
Every drop a tiny spark
Sprinkles everywhere he goes
To relieve his ‘tinkle hose’
Tinkle tinkle in the stars
Sprinkling you where e’er you are
In the dark blue sky he’ll keep
Sprinkling while you try to sleep
Close your mouth and shut your eyes
Santa’s sprinkling from the skies
Tinkle tinkle in the stars
Sprinkling you where e’er you are
TINKLE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT, TINKLE
Bosom of palpitating air:
air blowing crisp and cold
cold amidst sweet greetings of care:
care that never grows old!
Old Christmas bells, Tinkle! Tinkle!
Tinkles sound cheers and joys;
joy invites peace. Hence, love twinkles.
Twinkling touch, we'll employ...
Employed presents under the tree,
tree dressed in balls and lights.
Lights agreeing to dance: carefree
freely dazzling all night!
Night persons away from their homes:
homes where their hearts belong,
to belong whereever they roam.
Roam but not a lifelong...
Let long uttered prayers and roars
be roars of unity.
Unity to clear clouds of war
wars ending cruelty!
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10:00 pm, December 10, 2015
Mr.Tinkle and Rip Van Winkle.
Both they tinkled on a fence.
But when they were caught.
By the Police, they were sought.
They had to post some bail.
Traveled with Betty, after eating spaghetti.
Sat in an easy chair.
Mr.Tinkle and Rip van Winkle..
Again were hungry soon.
But Rip Van Winkle stole Tinkle's money.
Became a millionaire.
They rode on a bus, without a fuss.
Went to a convenient store.
They ordered a burger.Along with some liquor.
Lettuce, mayo, mustard, and more..
Rip Van Winkle found a wrinkle, in his overalls.
He had to snooze, after drinking the booze.
And never woke again!
Now Mr.Tinkle..Without Van Winkle.
Sat in an easy chair.
Had to tinkle with his dinkle.
Fickle with a pickle and pear.
Went with Audrey to do his laundry.
Now it's a love affair...
Rhyming-Scheme-Poem By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2014..ALL rights reserved..
It is the Christmas season, there is no time to stop
There aren't that many more days that we have left to shop
We make sure we have presents for those we love so well
Unlike those that are now served by the tinkle of the bell
We often walk right by them in our haste to find
The special gift or present that we have in mind
We select from all the items that each shop has to sell
Unlike those that now are served by the tinkle of the bell
We all have our problems, times are tougher then before
The rising of the price of things makes them harder to pay for
But every day I give thanks that I have not on hard time fell
Unlike those that are now served by the tinkle of the bell
Once all of the shopping's done, and the gifts are neath the tree
With all the preparations made, time when our mind is free
To remember the true meaning of this time we love so well
And think of how God's will is served by the tinkle of the bell
12/16/2011
Smiles twinkle, eyes tinkle---speaking volumes
The day has come and arrived
Happiness is now shared
Russell Sivey
Tinkle, tinkle in the pot-ty.
How I wonder if you are coming?
Sitting above the toilet bowl,
want to come out like a waterfall.
Tinkle, tinkle in the pot-ty.
How I wonder if you are coming?
Rusticated granite Great staircase
Mistress of a vast wintry country estate
Drew in a breath brilliant jewelry poodles
Soft wooly sun warmth wash over her body
Mahogany gold mouldings red flocked walls
One sausage two small potatoes green peas
Borche pears in brandy dollop of kahlua cream
Tall windows green upon green of countryside
Double storeyed space balustraded gallery level
Full length portrait carved peir glasses fireplace
Eat the flesh and throw the stem into the fire
Smell his aroma eminating from her body
Radiating like a slow tide on a flat beach
Pronounced flush rush of heat building
Hand on her knee Waggling a finger
Smartly pared the fruit humming
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