Category: Fun
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Cowboys
Tomorrowland; a far off place, The island at the top of the world, Benji the hunted, Now you see him, now you don’t, RUN, COUGAR, RUN! Castaway cowboy, Escape from the dark, Midnight madness, The black hole, the wild country, The watcher in the woods, Dragonslayer, wild, Something wicked this way comes in search of…
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Squirrel Bait
When he spies his prize beyond his touch, He knows there is nothing he will ever want this much. Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was to write a Landay. A poem of 22 syllables originating in Afghanstisan. I saw this photo on Google a few days ago and felt that it needed captioning. As soon as…
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#NotYet40
It’s Friday night and we are twirling, The clock’s struck five, it’s time to leave, Bring on the laughing and the slurring, Bring on the sunshine and the breeze. Happy hour’s faintly chirping, “Oh won’t you have a drink or three?” Check in on Facebook with the wording, “Happy Friday, drinks on me!” Three birthday…
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Questions, Questions
Did you buy me any more crumpets? Did this laundry pile somehow get bigger? Can I have chocolate for breakfast? Can you please not kick your sister? What costume shall I put on? What shall I put on for lunch? Can you be my pretend robot patient? Can you please remember we do not punch? …
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Accomplish Something Big
Listen up and riddle me this, Fed through two by two, at first, (Is this making sense yet? Maybe it first must get much worse…) Decide what’s really important but Of course you must forgo the rest, Listen to these: A5, R8, TT… which car is the best? Let me tell you a secret, The answer was…
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Homo Erectus
I love you when the first light hits, and I spy the white trails of sleepy spit, When you yawn and your hot breath wafts my way, When you sniff your pits and start your day, I love you when your eye-crust shines, As your red-veined peepers gaze into mine, When you scratch your crotch…
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Worked to Death, Death to Work!
I’ve had enough of all the office politics, Of sickly pricks and inappropriate wit, How many ways could I get out of this pit? Take a hole puncher to my finger tips? Or perhaps I could just staple my lips, Or jam pencils into each eye socket, Use scissors as a hara-kiri sword, Or hang…
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Ode to Coffee
I can taste the electrification as it courses through my nose, As it sparks each hair like static and then jolts into my dome. Rich and full and bitter, With a depth I’ve never known, I can all but see the flavour; It has a body of its own. The scent whispers to me softly,…
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Out on a Limb
Sometimes, you find yourself out on a limb for a friend, but then there is no sign of him, You’re tottering, pondering why you are there, What possessed you risk it for those who don’t care? Your kindness was trampled; just dirt on a hoof, Advantage was taken – how awfully uncouth! You desperately cling…
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Trippin’
What a trip! I’m stoned as shit! A thumping dome that will not quit! Hit the wall? I hammered it! I think it’s time to hit the bricks! The streets are dark but I am lit! (Feet arches kinda ache a bit…) Man I’m baked! And I feel sick! How much did I take of…
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A Card Game
Lounged on the veranda on a dewy night; Conman v marine (and conman’s hand is terrible… He tends to be a sober player, right?) He’s entirely lost; a jester (allegorical…) Can the air magic him an anchor in this lough?! Not now that he’s imbibed; he’d need quite the miracle. So a hundred times he…
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For Those That Know…
Let’s take a trip down memory lane, Yeah, let’s do 2003 again, Cheesecake in Wimbledon Pizza Hut, While The Peas asked, “Where is the love?” Remember where we THOUGHT love lived? In bumping uglies with some butters kids? Except that guy from Notting Hill, Hey, Jo-Jo aren’t you with him still? Po Na Na for…
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Adventures of Princess Dragon-Slayer
I wield my sword as dragons snooze, While hitching the hoop of my gown, I hold steady on my stiletto shoes, And cut the blighters down, Behind comes a cheer from the crowd, The animals bray, bark and bleat, They hoist me high above town, And parade me all through the street, In my sedan…
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Prelude to a Kip
Oh, why can’t I sleep? Why’s this happening again? Is that… a fox… I can hear? Or a baby in pain?! Did I lock the front door? Is the dishwasher on? What did I miss in the meeting? Did I say anything wrong? God, is that my stomach?! When did I last eat? Should I…
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Supply and Demand
Today there’s a 2-for-1 on my poems (in keeping with the challenge of the day!) Supply and Demand “Supply and Demand!” Was the salesman’s command When the sceptic said, “Sell me a Bic!” “Write your name then!” “But… I don’t have a pen.” Said the suitably crestfallen cynic. Disgruntled Daisies There’s an insufferable queue For…
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Torrent of Abuse
(an answer to April Rain Song) It would seem that some believe in giving April Showers some fame, That an aria is needed to glorify the rain, But I dodge the rain’s caresses And I do not want its kiss Silver drops that mock my tresses? Tell me who would sing of this? All that…
Serena Malcolm 