Yeah, I can’t believe I am doing this either…

I know, I know. I plainly said, after my Doctor Seuss day got so out of hand, that it was going to be a long, long time before I did anything rhymey or poemy or even stuck two words that sounded similar anywhere close to each other.

But here’s the thing… that confounded thing… While the madness of Doctor Seuss day was in full swing, and rhyming words were bouncing around inside my head with the crack squirrels that normally inhabit that space, I came up with two more short poems for the ‘What’s your line?’ series that started this whole fiasco. You know, that’s where I start a poem and you are supposed to provide the last line.

I am not saying that these poems are too good to throw away. I am just saying it would be a shame to waste them. So feel free to finish the last line if you want. Or just run away screaming. I wouldn’t blame you in the least…

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If you had a ship to sail the seas

And could take it anyplace that you please

Tell us where, and tell us why

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(See, I thought that one was sort of cute, but just a little evil, because you obviously can’t tell us where and why in such a short space)

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Some of you believe in God, and some of you do not

Some of you believe in only the riches that you’ve got

Some believe in unicorns, and some believe in elves

Some of you are happiest believing in yourselves

Some believe in wandering, some believe in setting a goal

And some believe in good ol’ sex and drugs and rock and roll

Some believe in nothing, some in everything they hear

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(Maybe I just thought I might really learn something about you from this one)

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(And this one… you don’t need to finish it… I did this one just because I hate Dick Cheney that much)…

Mr. Cheney, may I call you Dick?

You are the animal politic

You’re not a leader I would pick

You ended up making our country sick

I would gladly put your head on a stick

And take a lighter made by Bic

Give that lighter a tiny flick

And light your hair like a candle wick

You hated gays to your very quick

Even when you found out your daughter was kissing a chick

I would like to know what makes you tick

Maybe that new heart that you stole with a trick?

I know you think you’re nice and slick

You sucked our blood just like a tic

We can’t remove you with one little flick

But maybe if we hit you with a brick?

Hey, remember that time you shot that hick

And then made him apologize and give your boots a lick?

So maybe the reason they named you Dick

Is because it’s just another name for a prick

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Okay, I promise I wont do another rhyme

for a very, very, very long time

oh… dang it…

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73 Responses to Yeah, I can’t believe I am doing this either…

  1. Stuck says:

    Oh, and this:

    Some of you believe in God, and some of you do not
    Some of you believe in only the riches that you’ve got
    Some believe in unicorns, and some believe in elves
    Some of you are happiest believing in yourselves
    Some believe in wandering, some believe in setting a goal
    And some believe in good ol’ sex and drugs and rock and roll
    Some believe in nothing, some in everything they hear –

    And I believe I’ll have another frosty glass of beer.

  2. Stuck says:

    I know I’m late to the party, but…your prompt got my brain engaged. So it’s your fault.

    If you had a ship to sail the seas
    And could take it anyplace that you please
    Tell us where, and tell us why
    The trips you’d take before you die.

    Noted on my bucket list
    Are people, places I have missed
    And cruising on the open sea
    Is just one place I’d like to be.

    I’d visit London, Athens, Rome
    Before I’d think of coming home.
    Venice, Reykjavik, and then
    I’d visit Paris once again.

    Australia’s got that coral reef;
    (it really is beyond belief).
    Off to China for the Wall,
    And Russia for matryoshka dolls.

    Alaska with its lengthy nights
    And those amazing Northern Lights;
    In Costa Rica, I would see
    The monkeys in the canopy.

    I’ll take a breather in the Keys
    Relaxing with a cocktail, please
    Then off to Spain and Martinique,
    And Fiji, just to take a peek.

    Switzerland’s the destination
    Where yodeling’s an occupation.
    I’d head on down to see Peru,
    Morocco I would visit, too.

    Montserrat and Monaco
    Are places where the rich folks go.
    I’d love to see the Emerald Isle,
    And Scotland’s kilts would make me smile.

    And when my money all runs out
    I’ll have to take the homeward route.
    It’s always true that when I roam
    I’m truly glad to come back home.
    😉

  3. Trent Lewin says:

    Why why WHY? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?

    Serious stuff here. I will have to ponder. That Southern Belle is such a jewel. Also, get a room.

  4. If you had a ship to sail the seas
    And could take it anyplace that you please
    Tell us where, and tell us why
    you’ want to sail the seas..

    Some of you believe in God, and some of you do not
    Some of you believe in only the riches that you’ve got
    Some believe in unicorns, and some believe in elves
    Some of you are happiest believing in yourselves
    Some believe in wandering, some believe in setting a goal
    And some believe in good ol’ sex and drugs and rock and roll
    Some believe in nothing, some in everything they hear
    Some believe they’re living in next year.

  5. Rhonda says:

    Some of you believe in God, and some of you do not
    Some of you believe in only the riches that you’ve got
    Some believe in unicorns, and some believe in elves
    Some of you are happiest believing in yourselves
    Some believe in wandering, some believe in setting a goal
    And some believe in good ol’ sex and drugs and rock and roll
    Some believe in nothing, some in everything they hear
    Some beliefs are not our own for that ‘what will they think?’ fear
    I believe in belief, for without it we are not
    Anymore than the apes we were and evolving for naught

  6. toad (chris jensen) says:

    Losing it all in one comment?

    I would sail where ever you please, because it really doesn’t matter to me
    I would like to believe in love so intense and strong
    I promise not to drop another dime

  7. Rhonda says:

    If you had a ship to sail the seas
    And could take it anyplace that you please
    Tell us where, and tell us why
    But, sing sing it as a lullaby
    For surely dreams are where it sails
    That life is one of fairy tales
    We humans dream and wish and sob
    But still prioritize our job
    So, a better goal than sailing seas
    Perhaps would be to feel the breeze
    Of the blessings already close at hand
    Find peace and love first…here on land

  8. Jo says:

    If you had a ship to sail the seas
    And could take it anyplace that you please
    Tell us where, and tell us why
    While I watch your dreams through a birds eye

  9. H.E. ELLIS says:

    …some in everything they hear

    Bus I sure as hell ain’t fallin’ for that thing about Richard Gere.

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