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…
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.
You rock!
Haha thanks! I just can’t believe nobody said it before I did. Don’t your followers like beer? That would be some bad juju.
I know they all drink… I don’t know what they drink.
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.
😉
awesome…
Thankeesir! (curtsey)
Oh no… thank you…
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.
Heyyyy, you are talking behind my back, and really NB? Get a room? Hmmmph!
Now you stirred up the hornets nest again.
He did….not me.
Sorry, I meant that for him… these three-way poo flinging fests confuse me.
haha. me too when seen here and not there.
right
Its’ how I roll. Or stir.
Stir crazy!
you nailed it!
Hammer time!
Look who’s taking, Mr. Flirt with everybody who shows up on my blog…
Whatcha talking about? Jo and Rhonda are long-standing friends yo.
Friends don’t let friends flirt with friends…
Yeah…me and the Mrs. go waaaaaay back. You’re a good friend, but no worries. We are like brother and sister from different mothers. 🙂
I ain’t jealous.
haha, didn’t think you were 😉 just didn’t want ya thinking the canadian moose was doing something he wasn’t supposed ta.
Maybe not now… but he is still Mr. Flirty…
And happy for it! Nothing wrong with a healthy flirt…as long as he knows where his ‘bed is buttered’…and he do!!!
Now I will never get the image of him rolling around in butter in a big bed out of my head…
Oooooh, now THAT’S a visual I can relate to! Ta brother. 😉
But he is wearing a Bullwinkle costume…
Did I tell you my nickname was rocky?
No… but it doesn’t shock me…
oh shit…be careful…that was VERY close to a rhyme and we are NOT going there!
I was careful.
yEs…thank you for that! I still have the rhyme monkey rolling around upstairs. Doesn’t take much
He scares me…
i know RIGHT?
Yeah…what he said!
ha
hee hee
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.
I love number two… very deep. The first one is just plain mysterious.
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
You really do have a gift… thanks for sharing it with the rest of us schlubs…
my pleasure, and thanks for saying so…however, i just frosted the last little bit of your cake…and a very good cake it is. 🙂 no schlub cake here!
We are a team.
Team is a good word. Have always thought so. Team colors?
Brown and yellow… ha!
Ha! Really? Thought we were deviating from the poo and pee train of thought! LOL
But…your page, your the team captain…so brown and yellow it is!
You can’t quit cold turkey… gotta ease into it…
True, true…but speaking of Turkey. Oh hell, never mind…for another day! Go Team!
Rah, rah, sis boom bah!
I’m a pom pom lover myself…hope you don’t mind, but the picture in my head of you in mini skirt, tight sweater, knee high socks, and saddle shoes…is quite charming…a little scary, but charming all the same!
Okay… where are the cameras hidden?
wouldn’t YOU like to know!!! 😉
uh yeah
uh, tough!
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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
Well played, sir!
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
I promised myself I wasn’t going to cry…
Okay, you just single-handedly saved poetry from my mental spam folder forever, and set the bar higher than a… really high bar thing…
That’s very sweet of you…but you made it easy. It was a wonderful prompt
awwww… shucks…
Bloody hell, how’d you do that! Very nice, very nice.
awww. thanks jo
The love continues to spread…
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
Sweet… you turned it around and stuck it right back on my face like a post it note!
…some in everything they hear
Bus I sure as hell ain’t fallin’ for that thing about Richard Gere.
I must admit, that came at me from an unexpected direction… awesome.
Like all good “Bus”es do.
Damn I hate my keyboard.
Ha!