The old county faIr
Six times on the Ferris wheel
A three dog night
A sudden shower
Run for cover or shiver
Uncurled ringlets laugh
A tiny trophy
A water pistol winner
Clutched in sleeping hands
Our overture
A rumble of fireworks
Beneath a rainbow
John G. Lawless
©6/27/2022
Memories of childhood
flooded my mind as I rummaged...
through dusty white elephants
and keepsakes in the attic. Frequent gasps
of pleasant astonishment
upon discovery of long-outgrown clothes;
old birthday gifts I thought
were lost forever.
Especially, a water pistol,
which took me...
back in time when
I used to play cops and robbers
with other neighborhood kids
Ah, those were the days!
Suddenly, I felt like a child again.
Dusty Old Memories Poetry Contest (Winner: 1st Place)
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Date written: 08/02/2020
What’s that funny thing,
What does it do?
Did it come with you,
Or did it just grew?
What’s it for that funny thing,
If you touch it,what does it do?
M-u-u-mmy,not fair,
I wanna water pistol too!
Termite/Whiteant fix
Out in west Queensland,
Lived a white ant pestered man,
Cos the white ants were attacking ,
Chomping on his house quite grand.
They seemed to love the skirting boards,
And would climb to get in em,
There in millions billions bloody hordes,
What would he do with dem?
He was poor as a church mouse,
To get em treated cost a few hundred,
Maybe could make not taste as grouse.
So onward then he blundered.
Some of the country boys,
Squirted diesel in the walls
To hit old white ant on the bearers n stumps.
Like a bee box buzzed the swarm.
They didn’t like the diesel taste,
He’d used a super soaker sorta,
Water pistol worked quiet well,
As I spose it oughta .
Country people swear by it,
the diesel 4 the termite,
one place he hit a nest a bit,
they buzzed the hypocrites,
will they return to nibble on,
the 4 inch timbers mate,
or will they stagger away,
get timber tasty for their plate?
Don Johnson 25-june-11
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