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Cuz Roye Poem
Here’s Some Nice Poem By A, “Punny” Guy
Puns are nice, but I need a living
so I can get all life is giving,
but I don’t drive and can’t afford a chauffeur.
Each job I’ve tried just turns and kicks me.
I’m broke and need someone to, “fix” me.
If I could bake some bread, I’d be a, “loafer.”
I need a job, I’m blue you see,
(that color skin looks weird on me).
It’s really true, so that fact, I will mention.
A baker’s one I would be heading
since right now, “dough” is what I’m, “kneading.”
I’m so poor I can barely pay attention.
Some animals with pretty features
are horses, they’re majestic creatures.
To see them run fast sure does make my day.
They’ll galop and have no remorse.
When they get sick they will sound, “horse.”
They won’t say, “Yes,” all they will say is, “Neigh-gh-gh-gh!”
Now, dogs are sweet since they’re so loyal
which means good times, they’ll never spoil.
They’re man’s best-friends and help lives to move on.
For good times, they can’t get enough
and always make my life less, “Ruff!”
If mine ran off I’d surely say, “Dog-gone!”
An elephant is mighty big.
Earthquakes start if they’d dance a jig.
They are Republicans, not some old drunks
so tree them nice since they’re a jumbo.
Big ears make them fly like Dumbno.
They love to swim since they all have their, “trunks.”
All hogs say, “Oink!” when they’re not fed.
“I’m starving!” is what they’d have said.
They’ll offer love, but it is seldom taken.
Though men can wear the finest digs,
their drink’s, “swine,” (chauvinistic, “pigs).”
That’s odd because they will, “bring home the bacon.”
An elephant is mighty big.
Earthquakes start if they’d dance a jig.
They are Republicans, not some old drunks.
Treat them quite nice since they’re a jumbo.
Big ears will make them fly like Dumbo.
They love to swim since they’ve all got their, “trunks.”
Most cats are sweet each time they’re purring.
To show their love’s what they’re conferring.
They’re, “fe-’lines’ “ who’ll go, “straight” to ecstacy.
Invite one in to share your dinner.
They’ll think that is a, “purrrrrr-fect” winner.
To them, dogs cause a sheer, “ ‘cat’-tastrophy.”
A frog can live on land or water
though, “Knee-deep!” is where they would aught ‘er.
They’re proud. “I, ‘toad’ you so!” is how they’ll gloat.
His girl, “Anne-Fibian” has ways
of seeing he has, “hoppy” days.
The sick frogs have a person in their throat.
Though writing puns does make me happy,
(it helps my days to be more snappy),
I’d rather be a cleaner, chef or nurse.
Woodworking means joy will have soared.
I won’t take naps since I’m not, “bored.”
Still, as you see, I’ve gone from, “bed-to-verse.”
Copyright © Cuz Roye | Year Posted 2024
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Cuz Roye Poem
Looking At These Lovely Mountains God Made
This sight is free The Lord wants us
for I can see to never fuss
these mountains all around. which makes Him feel so good.
There’s peace up here He loves to see
and it’s sincere. His kids set free,
Birds make the only sound. each living like they should.
Those hills afar These mountains high
are where they are help beautify
since God has put them there. this land God’s made for me
He wants me to so when I pray
describe to you to Him each day
this beauty everywhere. He shows His majesty.
Oh, it’s just great When calm winds blow
to meditate. it helps me know
It’s such a lovely feeling. that He is with me here.
I feel His love He is my King,
from Him above that’s comforting
and I feel His strong healing. so He casts out all fear.
The love God’s shown Majestic mountains
is not unknown pour out like fountains.
to Christians everywhere. They roll for many miles.
This gorgeous sight When I’m up here
made by His might I’ve not one fear
is proof that He does care. which brings a lot of smiles.
These pretty lands My shout, “Hello!”
made by His hands comes fast, not slow.
are pleasing to the eyes. It echoes far away.
The grass is green, That’s nature’s song,
it's quite serene, no notes are wrong
and I just see blue skies. which always makes my day.
In winter, snows Go on a hike
mean warmer clothes. then joy will spike
It looks like cotton candy. when you can blaze a trail.
It’s colored white. You’ll learn right much
That’s sheer delight. from plants and such
To me it’s rather dandy. since good times will prevail.
Each right strong gift As these birds sing,
my soul, does lift good cheer they bring.
and makes me feel so proud. Their concert’s free to hear.
The Lord’s blessed me Each song is so pretty,
so I’m set free. not heard in the city.
I will praise Him out loud. It’s pleasing to each ear.
The rivers flow Some big bullfrogs
quite fast, not slow. on hollow logs
That water is quite cold. have such a happy song.
It’s made for creatures They all sing bass,
who have warm features. that is their place,
On that fact, I am sold. while peepers join along.
We have no smoke Now, I will praise
which makes us choke. God all the days
The air is really clear of my life and beyond.
so folks live longer, He’s used His powers
their bodies, stronger. to make the flowers
That’s how it is up here. and all fish in the pond.
All this clean air If life’sb a mess
is not down there ask Him to bless
in cities with it’s smog you, that’s what He will do.
which makes it fun Give Him each care
just to go run and leave it there
for I do love to jog. so that He can bless you.
Copyright © Cuz Roye | Year Posted 2024
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