GUY GAVE A ZINGER
SO TRUMP GAVE HIM THE FINGER
HIS ISSUES LINGER
Modern warriors,
They fight for the home plate.
The bat and the ball,
is what decide their fate.
The people are pumped,
and they all yell and cheer.
In front of thousands,
the heroes with no fear.
Behind on the count,
but here comes the ringer.
Though it may look bad,
he will hit a zinger.
Under the lights and sound,
they come to witness.
The new king of the mound!
Caren Krutsinger
As a poet, she’s a whimsical humdinger
Her imagination soars to incredible heights
I love her woodland fantasy flights.
Caren Krutsinger
As a wordsmith, she comes up with a zinger
That makes us chuckle with glee
An entertainer par excellence, she’s also free!
Caren Krutsinger
Will be the first to admit she’s not a singer
But she drives much too fast
And sings with her radio up full blast.
FIFTH PLACE WINNER
Written November 20, 2022
Brian Strand "Prime" Contest
December 11, 2022
Zachariah zoned zetetic Zacheus' zeal;
Zizz zooms zinger zombies' zest.
A wasp invited me to brunch
Very naïve, I had no hunch
I thought a mimosa quite nice
So I didn’t even think twice
That I might be the wasper’s lunch.
I wore a flimsy silk zinger
No protection from his stinger
What was I thinking, after all,
That bee displayed plenty of gall
I knew enough not to linger.
Just my luck, I got distracted
When wasp, his stinger, impacted
Leaving a welt across my arm
At first, I thought no great alarm
My blood he blithely extracted.
How could I have been so stupid
Without batting of my eyelid
I agreed to brunch with a wasp
Without considering the cost?
Next time I’ll get a second bid!
SIXTH PLACE WINNER
Written June 7, 2022
Entered "Tall Tales 3 Quintilla Fantasy Fiction" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Jeff Kyser
I am a woman of God but....
She starts every sentence this way
I know there's a zinger of meanness
and it's coming my way;
She does this every time, each and every damned day.
Hate to tell Woman of God but women of God
Usually do not have to say.
Spring, spring. spring oh glorious spring
Puts a zing in your zinger, a kibb in your kibbutzing
Great words to live by
A nighttime lullaby
Before off to dreamland with a ding dong ding
Here I am, waiting around for a topic
How about 'Philanthropic?'
And I've got to have an attitude
Well, there's always good ole 'Gratitude'
O.K. -- Let's see: 'Philanthropic.' Hmm...
If the more you give, the better you feel
Then why not just give away the whole blinkin' deal?
I guess that won't work
'Coz then you'll need someone philanthropic
Who may have just moved away to the tropics
So, there are limits to Philanthropy
Though surely there are none to 'Gratitude'
At least, none that occur to this poet dude
Thank you, Merci, Cpacibo, un a Dank
There are even more in my language tank
Mutsamesk, Gracias, Obrigado, Asante and Tack...
To wrap up this off-beatnik verisimilitude
Don't be over-philanthropic; you'll end up screwed
Now there's a zinger of a fine attitude!
A mystical cross on the inside of your palm
Means your life is foretold in a glorious psalm.
Lucky bracelet rings around your dainty wrist
Means you were created in energy’s mist.
If you palm looks like she’s been sliced in half
Right down the middle, get the fatted calf.
The lifeline which sails widely around your thumb
Cuts in quite deeply, means you are not too dumb.
The heartline across the top chooses her finger.
If she stops at the pointer, marriage will be a zinger.
Headline in the middle between heart and life
Each nick across indicates a tiny bit of strife.
Stars and whorls, crosses, and well-cut lines.
Palm knowledge is as cherished as Pharaoh’s gold mines.
Amid the mighty waves of peculiar sea
I stood still waiting for you to see me
You took hold of the little girl's shivering hand
And made her dance among the waves away from the shore sand
I remained silent, building a sand castle,
Collecting shells and was finally worn to a frazzle.
I noticed your footsteps and felt your breath
With divine love, I walked to you with a pearl wreath.
You caught hold of my hand and played with my finger
At once, the mighty wave greeted my heart with new zinger
It's the joy
Eye-kissing joy
Heart sweetening joy
You are here beside me
Very near, yet so far.
I cried on a pale tree within my reach
Anguish flowed with a life lesson to teach
Though not a swinger
Here is the zinger
I can truly say I bawled on a beech!
Roy Rogers and Hopalong were heroes of mine
Now sex bombs zing my zinger, on their hoohas I dine
My mind goes askew
Lower parts can be viewed
That's disgusting, I take the fifth, a male I'm defined
You buy some tickets, make some plans,
Anticipate an outing
But always with an asterisk
For naturally, you’re doubting…
‘Cause life throws curve balls and you can’t
Be looking for straight pitches.
“The best-laid plans,” the saying goes,
Are filled with unknown glitches.
And so you cancel, with a shrug,
The strikeout one small zinger,
As fate delights in pointing
With its well-known fickle finger.
The First Lady President
Capitol Hil Meets Mrs. Bill
Duck! The Donald Won
The Joker Trumps the Queen of Diamond
HRC Spells Victory
DJT Spells Victory
Orange Jumpsuit Day at the White House
Meet Donald Trump the New Apprentice President
If anyone has any good zinger headlines
please feel free to post them, Re: Election Headlines
Affection brings comfort ,displays exquisiteness,
Fascinates generosity, houses ideal justice, kind-hearted
like Martyrs needed occasionally, professing quietude,
Rebuking savagery towards underclass villeins whereas
x-rated youths zinger.
Date:9-25-2015
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