Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: GUEST,Cork Date: 31 Jan 12 - 02:04 PM I remember these from reading selections from the Science Fiction Book Club in the 1950's [but not the authors]: Little Willie made a slip While landing in his rocket ship See that bright actinic glare That's our little Willie there When they settled the nightside of Mercury The settlers named the dome Mayfair But they soon rechristened it June Because what is so rare as a day there? |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: GUEST,Swithun Goodbody Date: 03 Aug 10 - 03:58 AM As an epicure meticulous I relish roast rhinoceros, But when I'm feeling frivolous I start with pickled octopus. While partaking of my polypus I just eat each metatarsus; The legs I find monotonous And slightly cartilaginous. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: LadyJean Date: 08 Jul 10 - 12:42 AM Mary had a little lamb A little pork, a little jam. Some ice cream soda topped with fizz And oh how sick our Mary is. (Grandma taught me that one.) Help murder polce! My wife fell in the grease! I laughed so hard I fell in the lard! Help murder police! |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: GUEST,Bill in CT Date: 07 Jul 10 - 10:01 AM America's a wondrous place And full of awesome things -- For here the fish have fingers And the buffaloes have wings. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Cool Beans Date: 09 Feb 10 - 07:26 PM See the happy moron. He doesn't give a damn. I wish I was a moron. My God, perhaps I am. ---Samuel Hoffenstein, "Poems in Praise of Practically Nothing" |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Cuilionn Date: 09 Feb 10 - 09:41 AM BERTHA'S WISH I wish my eyes were green instead of brown. I wish my stomach went in instead of out. I wish he would stand on the top of the tallest building and shout, "I love you, Amanda!" One more wish: I wish my name was Amanda. --Judith Viorst [MISERICORDIA!] Misericordia! College of Cardinals, Nervously rising to Whisper its will: "Rather than being so Unecumenical, Can't we just quietly Swallow the Pill?" --James Lipton EGGOMANIA Consider the egg. It's a miracle, A thing so diverse for its size That we hardly can help growing lyrical When given the Pullet Surprise. The scope of this peerless comestible Must drive other foods to despair Since it's not only fully digestible But great for shampooing the hair. It's boilable, poachable, fryable; It scrambles, it makes a sauce thicken. It's also the only reliable Device for producing a chicken. --Felicia Lamport |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Bryn Pugh Date: 09 Feb 10 - 05:04 AM The boy stood on the burning deck His arse against the mast. He dared not move a fucking inch Till the dreaded bummer passed. This bummer was a crafty sod He threw the lad a fritter. The lad bent down to pick it up - WHAM !! Six inches up his shitter. In the merry month of Liverpool In the City of July, The rain was snowing heavily And the streets were desert dry. The elephant is a bonny bird Which flies across the sky - It makes its nest in rhubarb trees And yodels like a fly. Davy Crockett Built a rocket. The rocket went "bang !", His ball went clang And he found his prick in a pocket. When I was young I had no sense I ripped my bollocks on a barbed-wire fence. Off to the doctor's I did go Balls and all I had to show. He set me on a ten foot stool And cut four inches off my tool. When I came home my sister laughed To see a broom without a shaft. (I'll get me Barbour . . . ) |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Joe_F Date: 08 Feb 10 - 11:41 PM Of all the fishes in the seas, The strangest is the bass. It climbs into the tops of trees And slides down on its hands and knees To frolic in the grass. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Peter the Squeezer Date: 08 Feb 10 - 03:11 PM I eat my peas with honey, I've done it all my life. It makes the peas taste funny But it keeps them on the knife. Manchester Piccadilly, and Alsatians to Crewe For a day at the end of platform two. Butties in duffle bag, tea in a flask. Why do you do it? Why do you ask? From Sir (wot no knighthood yet) Les Barker The boy stood on the burning deck. TWIT! From Mike Spilligna |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: GUEST,Steamin' Willie Date: 08 Feb 10 - 01:20 PM A badge doing the rounds at the Stainsby Festival circa' 1980. WHALE OIL BEEF HOOKED Tony Capstick, bless him, used to say; "I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high, along trees and river banks I trod upon a bloke's bare arse And heard a woman's voice say "Thanks." |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: frogprince Date: 08 Feb 10 - 12:49 PM Of all the lovely sights on earth there's nothing to compare to a girl who pulls on high-top boots and then her underwear. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Dave Hanson Date: 09 Jul 09 - 08:37 AM Jack and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water, Jill came down with half a crown, But not for carrying water. Dave H |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: treewind Date: 09 Jul 09 - 07:41 AM ...and now that Jack and Jill verse reminds me: Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch a pail of water At least that's what they said they did But now they've got a daughter |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: treewind Date: 09 Jul 09 - 07:26 AM A wise old owl sat in an oak The more he heard, the less he spoke The less he spoke, the more he heard Now wasn't that a wise old bird? (learnt from my grandmother) Anahata |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: GUEST,Swithun Goodbody Date: 08 Jul 09 - 07:24 AM There was an unusual trucker, Whose manners were awfully pukkah, If he picked up a lift That he wanted to shift He'd invite her for tea and then fuck her. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Georgiansilver Date: 16 May 09 - 04:55 AM A young lass I know from Black Rod, Is having a baby from God. But 'twas not the almighty, That crawled up her nightie, 'Twas the vicar, the dirty old sod! |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Dave Hanson Date: 16 May 09 - 02:45 AM As I woke one morning, When all sweet things are born, A robin perched upon my sill, To signal the coming morn, He was so sweet and gentle, As softly he did sing, Sweet thought of love and happiness, Into my heart did spring, He sang his song so gently, Then as he paused a lull, I swiftly closed the window, And crushed his fucking skull. anon Dave H |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: GUEST Date: 15 May 09 - 09:09 PM My favourite Milliganism The boy stood on the burning deck melting in the heat his sad brown eyes were full of tears his shoes were full of feet anon The worms go in and the worms come out they go in thin and they come out stout OOOOOOOooooooow |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: BobKnight Date: 15 May 09 - 11:56 AM Here's a wee poem I made up last year. Nostalgia: Nostalgia, oh, it's not what it was, It's lost all it's magic somehow. For the things I remembered were better back then, Than the things I remember now. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: frogprince Date: 15 May 09 - 11:51 AM Birdy with a yellow bill Perched upon my window sill; I lured him in with crumbs of bread And crushed his little f***in' head. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: paula t Date: 15 May 09 - 10:30 AM I like the "Ruthless Rhymes" of Harry Graham(1874 -1936). Here's a quick selection: "There's been an accident!" they said, "Your servant's cut in half; he's dead!" "Indeed!" said Mr Jones, "and please Send me the half that's got my keys." Weep not for little Leonie, Abducted by a French Marquis! Though loss of honour was a wrench, Just think how it improved her French! That morning when my wife eloped With James, our chauffeur, how I moped! What tragedies in life there are! I'm dashed if I can start the car! Our governess - would you believe It?-drowned herself on Christmas Eve! This was a waste, as , anyway It would have been a holiday. When Mrs. Gorm (Aunt Eloise) Was stung to death by savage bees, Her husband (Prebendary Gorm) Put on his veil, and took the swarm. He's publishing a book , next May, On "How To Make Bee-keeping Pay." Quite hard to believe a Victorian poet could be so "sick"! |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Dave Hanson Date: 15 May 09 - 09:47 AM We used to say that about our chemistry teacher50 years ago, Mr Duffield's dead and gone, His voice we hear no more, For what he thought was H2O Was H2SO4 Dave H |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: GUEST,Joe Parry-Hill Date: 15 May 09 - 09:08 AM There was a boy named Willie, Now Willie is no more, What Willie thought was H2O was really H2SO4! Author Unknown |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: GUEST,BanjoRay Date: 09 May 09 - 07:57 AM There was a young lady from Bude Who went for a swim in the lake A man in a punt Stuck his pole in her ear And said "You can't swim here, it's private" |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Dave Hanson Date: 08 May 09 - 09:00 AM I found this in ' Bawdy Ballads ' by Ed Cray, it's from ' A Collection Of Epigrams ' published in 1735 If death must come, as of as breath departs, The he must often die, who often farts, And if to die be but to lose ones breath, Then deaths a fart; and so a fart for death. now that's a REALLY important poem. Dave H |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: BobKnight Date: 08 May 09 - 05:25 AM Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet, Her knickers all tattered and torn, It wasn't the spider that frightened Miss Muffet, It was little boy blue with his horn. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Dave Hanson Date: 08 May 09 - 02:32 AM Old Scottish epitaph called ' On Aberdeen ' Here lies the body of Elizabeth Charlotte, Born a virgin, died a harlot, A virgin still at seventeen, A remarkable thing for Aberdeen. Dave H |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: GUEST,TJ in San Diego Date: 07 May 09 - 06:14 PM Rough day at the office - these are just stress relievers.... Jack & Jill went up the hill, They each had a buck and a quarter. Jill came down with two-and-a-half; They didn't go after water! If at first you don't succeed, Suck eggs! There was an old woman who lived in a shoe. She had so many children, she didn't know what to do. Evidently! Little Boy Blue, Come blow your horn. The sheep are in the meadow, The cows in the corn. Where's the boy who looks after the sheep? He's under the haystack with Bo-Peep. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: dick greenhaus Date: 07 May 09 - 06:06 PM the rain it raineth every day Upon the just and unjust fella But mostly on the just, because The unjust stole the just's umbrella |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: BobKnight Date: 07 May 09 - 05:14 PM Mary had an iron cow, she milked it with a spanner. Out came shilling tins of milk and little ones at a tanner. Mary had a little lamb, she kept it in the cellar, A lump of coal stuck up its hole, and paralysed its smeller. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: GUEST,TJ in San Diego Date: 07 May 09 - 12:10 PM The two immediately below could be modified to include other populations near and dear to the reader: "You can take all the sincerity in Hollywood, Put it into a flea's navel, And have room left over for a caraway seed And an agent's heart." Fred Allen "Hollywood is a place where people spend money they don't have, To buy things they don't need, To impress people they don't like." Ken Murray Candy's dandy, Liquor's quicker, But sex won't rot your teeth. Better to have flunked your Wasserman Than never to have loved at all. What's round and brown and sits on a piano bench? Beethoven's last movement... |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Georgiansilver Date: 07 May 09 - 11:37 AM An oldie!! There was a crooked man, Who walked a crooked mile. Found a crooked sixpence, And knackered a chocolate machine! |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: BobKnight Date: 07 May 09 - 09:33 AM Old Scottish poem: Anon: Love, love, love, Love is like a dizzyness, It winna let a puir body, Gang aboot his business. Roger Miller: Roses are red, violets are purple, Sugar is sweet, and so is maple syrup-l. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Charley Noble Date: 07 May 09 - 09:13 AM There was a crooked man, And he did very well! As remembered from The Inner City Goose. Cheerily, Charley Noble |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: TheSnail Date: 07 May 09 - 09:12 AM What is that on the road, Mama? It looks like strawberry jam. Hush, hush my dear it is Papa Run over by a tram. I remember the St Pauls one as As I was walking past St Pauls, A woman grabbed me by the coat. She said "You look a man of pluck. Why not come in and have a cup of tea." There may be more. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: TenorTwo Date: 07 May 09 - 08:27 AM To be sung to the tune of Tallis's "Canon": I wish I were a woolly worm with hairs upon my tummy, I'd jump into a pot of glue and make my tummy gummy. T2 |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Dave Hanson Date: 07 May 09 - 07:04 AM As I was walking past St Pauls, A man jumped out and grabbed my leg. Dave H |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Georgiansilver Date: 07 May 09 - 02:53 AM To the tune of "Away in a manger" The cuckoo is a pretty bird, She sits in the grass. With her wings by her side and Her head under them. And in this position, She can only say "Twit". For who could say cuckoo, With a beak full of feathers? |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Georgiansilver Date: 07 May 09 - 02:51 AM I wish I were a little frog, No taller than the grass. I'd climb up all the big oak trees, And slide down on my hands and knees!!!! Yes it does rhyme!!!! |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: bseed(charleskratz) Date: 07 May 09 - 02:38 AM How to write haiku (from Jon Carroll in the San Francisco Chronicle (condensed and paraphrased from memory) Think the melody of "Moonlight in Vermont" DAH-duh-DAH-duh-DAH DAH-duh-DAH-duh-DAH-duh-DAH DAH-duh-DAH-duh-DAH |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Micca Date: 23 Apr 09 - 02:54 PM Dr. Bell fell down the well and broke his collar bone Doctors should attend the sick and leave the well alone. The origial in the Purple Cow saga was I've never seen a Purple Cow with tears my eyes are full I've never seen a Purple Cow andI'm a Purple Bull Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall all the Kings horses and all the Kings men had scrambled egg for breakfast! I wish I was a littl grub with hairs around my tummy I'd climb into a honey pot and make my tummy gummy Dewey was the morning upon the First of May and Dewey was the Admiral down in Manila Bay and Dewey were the Spaniards eyes those orbs of black and blue and dew we feel discouraged? I Dew not think we dew |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Soldier boy Date: 23 Apr 09 - 02:02 PM I wanted to go on the stage But at acting I simply was rotten. In pantomine I was the rage As the hole in the elephants' bottom. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Celtaddict Date: 23 Apr 09 - 09:23 AM Sheesh. Spell check is no use when he made up the word. Insignificantia. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: bseed(charleskratz) Date: 22 Apr 09 - 09:12 PM Another from Ogden Nash: The Lamb Little gamboling lamb Do you know where you am? In a patch of mint I'll give you a hint-- Scram, lamb And here's one of my few tries at haiku: Walking 'neath the palms Listening to the pigeons coo Dodging pigeon poop Charles |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Celtaddict Date: 22 Apr 09 - 01:43 PM My favorite Shel Silverstein: Please tell me just the fabuli, The miraculi, The gargantua; And kindly, kindly spare me All this insignificatia. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Dave Hanson Date: 22 Apr 09 - 10:33 AM Candy is dandy, But liquor is quicker. Ogden Nash [ I think ] Dave H |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Bill D Date: 22 Apr 09 - 10:19 AM Oh, I think that's perfect, Claire ☺ (We pedants can be mollified) ------------------------------------------------------ Said Sir Christopher Wren, "I am going to dine with some men. If anyone calls, Say I am designing St. Pauls." |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: ClaireBear Date: 21 Apr 09 - 09:20 PM Bill: who -- you? pedantic? (I'm not forgetting who corrected my defective "Rivers of Texas" choruses.) Actually, hugsband Dan never told me it was Ms. Parker, so I'd not known there was a "correct" wording. Mea culpa. Mea culpa. Mea maxima culpa. (Gosh, I hope I remembered that right!) Claire |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Joe_F Date: 21 Apr 09 - 08:37 PM Ogden Nash's complete reply to Dorothy Parker was: The girl who is bespectacled, She may not get her necktackled, But safety pins and bassinets Await the girl who fascinets. * Hogamus, higamus, Men are polygamous. Higamus, hogamus, Women, monogamous. Often attributed to D. Parker, but actually a good deal older. * Piss and fart, Sound at heart. * When in danger or in doubt, Run in circles, scream and shout. * Life is a jest, and all things show it: I thought so once, and now I know it. * Suck, squeeze, bang, blow. Internal combustion makes it go. * If I were a cassowary On the sands of Timbuctoo, I would eat a missionary, Coat and bands and hymnbook too. * Army version: Six days shalt thou work and do all thou art able: The seventh, the same, and clean out the stable. Navy version: Six days shalt thou labor and do all that thou art able, And on the seventh holystone the deck and scrape the cable. * Life is ever, since man was born, Licking honey from a thorn. * Always some flakes rise, But it is correct to say The snow is falling. * Said Sir Christopher Wren, "I am going to dine with some men. If anyone calls, Say I am designing St Paul's." Said Sir James Dewar, "I am smarter than you are. None of you asses Can condense gases." Said P. A. M. Dirac, "I will *not* call it a brac." Like many Brits, He had a thing about tits. |
Subject: RE: Really Really Important Poem From: Stewie Date: 21 Apr 09 - 07:18 PM My favourite is Isherwood's 'Common Cormorant' quoted above, but I also like this one: What a wonderful bird the frog are! When he stand he sit almost; When he hop he fly almost. He ain't got no sense hardly; He ain't got no tail hardly either. When he sit, he sit on what he ain't got almost. Author unknown. --Stewie. |
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