Open Poetry #50 |
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The imaginary zoo -- playful nonsense for Lori |
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Daddy Goose38 Member
since 2010-09-04
Posts 430obama's a rice paper tiger |
The imaginary zoo I walked into this room. There was this elephant in the room no one wanted to talk about So I decided to make a case for him. I used statistics, lies, damned lies and charts And plenty of supporting documents To make a good, strong case for him, A strong case that nobody could refute. Then I put the elephant in his case. There was also a 5-hundred pound gorilla in the room nobody noticed, So I decided to make a case for him, too. I used the same method to make his case Except that I added hearsay, rumor and innuendo. Then I put him in his case Then I decided to take it to the bank. I chose to walk on my chosen walk of life. As I walked down my chosen walk of life, I saw a china shop and there was a Chinese bull in there and he was straightening out the Chinese China, So I ran past him. Next, I saw a ferocious lion running after an innocent spring chicken. I stopped in my tracks and put down the 500-pound gorilla. I had to save the chicken’s life. I got off my tracks and got on the ball. I ran to save the chicken While distracting the lion To the long hiatus slithering in the bushes. As the lion made short work of the long hiatus, I got off the ball And ate the chicken with teriyaki sauce and potatoes. The lion was still hungry. He saw something in sheep’s clothing and ran after it. Too late, he found out what it really was. The lion lost his head in the encounter, Got his feet wet, got cold feet, Shot himself in the foot, got his shoe on the other foot and got his legs between his tales. He looked pretty battered. I felt sorry for him And gave him the monkey off my back. The lion was still hungry so he had a cow and ate the cow. All at once, it started raining cats and dogs. One was acute cat’o nine lives. He was in a bag so I let the cat out of the bag. One was a hot dog so I ate him with mustard and pickles. Then I ordered some chips But I was in such a tight pickle That my left hand didn’t know what my right hand was doing, So I had to let the chips fall where they may. I got out of the pickle, ate the pickle And ran the whole nine yards to eat the whole enchilada. Suddenly, a bloody dilemma came bounding out of the forest. Now out of the woods, off to the races, Firing on all fours and chasing a female delima in heat, The charging dilemma raced past, blowing hot and cold, And I got out of his way To stick bells and whistles on his bloody horns. Then, all of a sudden, The elephant nobody wanted to talk about, The 5-hundred pound gorilla nobody noticed, The Chinese bull from what was left of the China shop And the cat-o-nine lives Came charging up to see what all the excitement was all about. I knew what I had to do. I got down to brass tacks. The silence was deafening. The wolf howled. The lion roared. The cow mooed. The gorilla grunted. And the cat’o nine lives meowed because he wanted to be fed. So I threw him the mouse from the computer. As the cat’o nine lives ate the mouse from the computer, Which didn’t even have the comfort of a last meal of cheese? The computer blew up. Can you descry Is this poem goosey enough???ibe what happens in this story??? Jaime |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
This poem has undoubtedly been Goosed. Talk about taking the scenic route to come full circle! What a delightfully cliche ride it was. I enjoyed your playful nonsense. ~L |
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