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    the Return of CRAZY DOG! Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme's Avatar

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    So my other Dicken's ripoff (that sounds painful)... was a poem written for my nieces and nephew.
    I made it into a "Limited Edition" coupon book... bound with a gum glue binding.
    The first part of the book was the poem, on paper the same size as money....the last 50 pages were 1 dollar, 5 dollar and 10 dollar bills....so they could rip out a page and spend it.





    A Christmas Poem (for my nephew and nieces)
    by Uncle T.

    On the Eve of Christmas Day
    I married pen to pad, in poetic way
    Like the howl of winter wind that whines through the night
    This is a story that's crying to be told
    So come in where it's warm, come into the light
    Foregather all, heed the tale, that's about to unfold.
    Once...
    Long long ago, on another Christmas Eve
    A trio of children, siblings I believe
    By the window they sat, watching a rare winter snow
    Anticipating the presents, that Saint Nick might bestow.
    Festooning the sill, was a thick rope of holly
    Nearby a cornered tree, stood burdened and jolly.
    Like a fox ringed by hounds, gifts trapped the ornate pine tower
    Tomorrow the festive wrapped presents, little hands would devour.
    Looking through frosted glass, the youngest child spied
    A frightful sight from the corner of her eye.
    She called to the others, to come... look... and see
    Noses pressed to the window they stared, childs one two and three.
    Out in the cold, was a mishappened shape
    No coat on it's back, not even a cape.
    Enormously large, with a belly that shook
    Fleshed an awful green tint, certainly no average crook.
    With a deep furrowed brow, and stone coal black eyes
    It was no halloween mask, no not a disguise
    For the hideous grin, that glowered from it's face
    Would make even an athiest, knell and say grace.
    Across white painted yard, troll-like it scampered
    A thorned treillage it climbed, totally unhampered.
    From the rooftop was heard, a lumbering thump
    A Scratching, a clattering, and then a huge bump.
    Into the chimney, the gremlin did climb
    Seeking some access, in which to commit crime.
    As it clawed it's way down, the young three did fear
    The thing that had come, to ruin Christmas this year.
    Out of the fireplace, the monster did drop
    Into the ashes, with an audible plop
    Through the stockings that were hung, it came with great care
    It wiped ashes from it's face, and dusted some from it's rear.
    The children huddled together, petrified with fright
    At the thing that stood before them, this Christmas eve night
    Across the room, the ogre did stroll
    Coming this evening, to take it's night toll.
    Afraid for each other, they feared for their dad
    They feared for their mom, and all that they had
    They feared for the presents, they feared for their self
    Then the Gremlin spoke....
    and said....
    "Waaaaz up...I'm an elf"!
    An ugly elf tis true, but that didn't matter
    Cause he was friendly and good, and man did he chatter.
    He told how Santa, had come down with the flu
    So he took over, and started early, to give all their due.
    But since all the reindeer had also gotten sick
    He had no sleigh to ride in, and wasn't as quick
    So instead of carrying gifts, from one house to next
    He came up with a plan, not quite as complex.
    Instead of the packages that Santa usually brings
    The color of green, would help to buy things
    So he doled out some money, and all got a stash
    Merry Christmas to all... now go spend the damn cash



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    the Return of CRAZY DOG! Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme has a reputation beyond repute Sir_Boomme's Avatar

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    so... by the way... for those inquiring minds
    the poem a day didn't work out - life got in the way... between to many hours at work, diabetes, and all the other crap... I failed miserably.

    ah... to be rich, retired, and move to a beachfront bungalow where I can paint, photograph naked women and write poems every day...

    hey! it could happen...

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    Nice work. I particularly liked Technological Homicide.

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    Dear Terry:


    Do you have any poems about inbreeding? No real reason.


    Sincerely,

    Jon
    “Give me the sense to wonder, to wonder if I'm free."

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    just saw the inbreeding request... I'll work on it...
    looking for words to read with Jon
    ha ha

    in the meanwhile... a poem accurately describing my morning today...

    A Dog's Owner's Life
    by Terry Newsom

    5:30 AM
    And Nature calls...
    So out of bed I slowly crawl
    Getting old, and I had to pee
    But it was dark and I could not see
    Across the room... I began to troop
    Until I stepped in a big pile of poop
    From a dog who... refused to go
    In rain that fell 5 days in a row
    Between the toes I felt the squish
    With stench much worse, than old dead fish
    The pile was high and spread across the floor
    From the foot of bed to the bedroom door
    Even now, as I sit and think of it
    I begin to get sick, due to that big pile of shit
    What followed was not for the faint of heart
    Why could it not been, a simple puppy fart
    I scrubbed, I rubbed, and cleaned that scat
    All the while wishing I had gotten a cat
    I shampooed the carpet for 2 hours straight
    Until the dung was gone and in a clean state
    The pup looked at me, tail tucked away
    Then licked my hand, as if to say
    So sorry dad, for all the trouble
    I had to go, and it was a double.
    I'll do better next time, good dog I'll be
    Give me a second chance, and you will see.
    Their time's so short, their love's so great
    This sweet companion, I could not berate.
    Shit happens, that's just a fact
    But the love of a dog is an unbreakable pact

    Children are for people that don't have dogs

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    Yes... the joys of dogs!!


    Nice work, Terry. True life makes for great subject matter even if it ends up being a "shit" poem. LOL
    “Give me the sense to wonder, to wonder if I'm free."

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    Quote Originally Posted by Jon View Post
    Dear Terry:
    Do you have any poems about inbreeding? No real reason.
    Sincerely,
    Jon
    "Ode to Jon"

    Inbred
    Jon's a man
    Who likes his girls
    Well fed
    Thus he stays well stocked
    In bread

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    Ya' got me man!!!

    Good one!!


    I love humor in poetry!!
    “Give me the sense to wonder, to wonder if I'm free."

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    I like your style! The 2 Cents poem was particularly good.

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