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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Despite my inclinations I was formed from common ore The fires of my creation inspire me to more Forged at will of elements from the table periodic Oft times the rhymes from quill that spill may seem some-what neurotic The hammer blows swift shape a blank and fit it to a need As time continues on it's quest at a higher rate of speed Machined these thoughts of alloy steel me against my fears That I've lived a life too shallow and I'm running out of years . [This message has been edited by Dr.Moose1 (edited 05-02-2000).] |
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netswan Senior Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 1369Washington |
Hi Doc - I am pleased to meet you. This piece of work - is very intriguing I like it! Time speeds up as we slow down -- never figured that out. netswan |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
netswan, Pleased to meet you also ,I'm usually late to get to everything on here , but thought I'd put my two cents worth in . Doc |
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Cheshire Grin Junior Member
since 2000-03-06
Posts 14'Stute |
What? What's this I hear Doth decieve my feline ear? Why, it's good ol Moose again Seems he's been drinking gin For he's not what he claims to be Periodic table, a farce indeed He's in league with Nurse Cratchet Stealing all our pretty rachets Taking away our Erector sets Selling them to finance his bets Oh, what a rascally rascal he be Mean to the 'Stute people and me Why....he even had the gall To try to steal my furry...um..to have me neutered...  The cat grins. Slowly the grin vanishes Until only the cat remains. DOH! |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Excuse me there , oh Chesire grin did you really think that you could win? Not likely , one who is so loose the wise don't mess with Dr.Moose . A challenge do I see from here ? If so I have my furry ears attuned to that which you may say is it time that we will play ? |
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Cheshire Grin Junior Member
since 2000-03-06
Posts 14'Stute |
Yanno, my television comes in betta When you turn those furry antennae Those antlered horns upon your head I wonder...how do you fit in bed? I think I once heard Nurse C. relate How her French garter you once ate Now I wonder, away from all gossip Did that garter make you hiccup? You know...that time you were doling pills Making 'Stute patients see flat hills I'm sure I saw a bit of that lace Dangling from your furry long face Now Fudd might get a wittle jealous His ardor for Cratchet's pretty zealous Now wherefore is that Justin Clan I think it's time to stop this Man Or Moose, goose or caboose Though my marbles are lost or loose Slinking through the 'Stutes long halls Thankful I've still got my fuzzy ....um...ears The cat grins. Slowly the grin vanishes Until only the cat remains. DOH! |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Great poem, Dr.Moose! This is something that I can relate to very well. Denise |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
~moose its a pleasure to "meet" you! this was a great piece of work here. really liked the rhyming scheme you used, worked very well. take care! amy  ~Live today as though it were your last but prepare for tomorrow as though it were here~ |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Dr. Moose, I have but few minutes to post and respond to my own verses and have not been able to keep up with otheres right now, but I did have to stop and tell you how much I enjoyed reading this poem. It's just superb and light hearted, and yet true for many. Great job! Liz |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
d. Glad you stopped by ! Aimster , I always "Aim" to please . Liz , I really wish I had more time too ,we probably all do . Thanks Doc |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Cheshire Grin , When I was just a little calf my psyche split by two in half Not that anybody'd know on your mark , get set , and go! Sometimes I race against myself to get" The Book " down off the shelf I look things up , I'm curious to school I rode the Silly-bus Though some may think me quite confused it's how I keep myselves amused Some words in there are pretty neat I like meter , rhyme , and feet It be-hooves me very much to let some think I'm out of touch Because I know the real score where they've but two , I have got four And mo' is better as we all know If not there're places one shouldn't go The point I make if you can catch it I've never done those deeds with Cratchit Monger rumors all you want Italicize or change the font Cheshire Grin the game's a-foot Watch those feet and where they're put The distance measured North to South may not quite keep them from your mouth With no afore-thought of any malice if you don't trust me just go ask Alice Now here's the problem if I may intuit Staying here interferes with the continuit.. EEEEE-gads! A shocking revelation I left those nuts at that desert station ! I think it was area fifty-one I wanted to leave I thought we were done It's all coming back but still kinda fuzzy The "Bus " was hi-jacked by some grinnin "WhatWuzzy" See ya there ... |
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