Open Poetry #16 |
Call To The Lost & Found ('Stute) |
Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
It’s been quite some thyme since I’ve posted rhyme My subjects pondering where their ruler went As Andrew Scott the Crayon King sublime They could not measure the “Why?” of exit So allow me to shuffle Doc’s papers And put the record on edge To relate my latest capers Thwarted by much to low a ledge I was down in the Pub basement Mixing up some mighty fine brew Not the kind that Poohbear ferments No, this was new see-though goo-stew! Lulu the chimp from M I T Sent her new formula for ink The disappearing kind you see With your nose, ‘cause it sure does stink I thought I might mix up a batch To spray upon a ‘Stute wall To rid us of this stark white hatch And give the world’s color to all But as I stood over my mix Tex came down for a case of Jack Into the stew like Rabbit on Trix I went when the door hit my crack Knocked out cold, I lay in that vat With Tex still clueless to my plight He took one sniff… said, “What be that?” “Best we chuck this stuff out tonight!” Into Tex’s pick-um-up truck That vat of goo-stew and I went For an illegal dump with luck To a town called Bewilderment Hours later I did awake Bewildered, my city and state So odiferous was my wake Not even cattle could relate A disembodied smell was I A most rank and fetid spirit A stench any hog would deny Clan Justin would surely love it As a King they could not replace I had to get back to the ‘Stute So a phone call I went to place Doc’s Diner I chose to pollute Entering the Café’ o’Moose Noses wrinkled and tear ducts gushed Someone croaked out, “Hey! Who cut loose?” As to the exit others rushed Matchbooks were lit and fans turned up The dog received an ugly look When Chuck gave his dinner back up Some swore fault was with the cook As the last patron hit the ground I stole a tip from table three To make this here call to Lost & Found Now would you please come and get me! |
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Rose Unicorn New Member
since 2001-10-15
Posts 7GA, USA |
LOL ! Say "hello" to the Invisible Man, too. |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
*giggling* will someone please rescue Andrew. Oh this is a good one. LOL Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
ROTFLMAO This is pretty silly funny stuff. Glad I don't eat stew. Phew! |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Dear Drew , After being accused and aquitted of panty painting , don't you think this might be a little pre-mature ? If I was you I'd lay low for awhile , or maybe not , after all , I'll cover ya buddy ! Doc |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
I was wandering round bewilderment town (Now there is a place I can often be found) A foul pong I smelled out there from beyond I saw smelly Drew, chasing a blond And yellin for Justins or Doc to rescue This poor crayon king, covered in Stew I thought I would help him, I cannot dispute But he ran away when I mentioned the Stute If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please? [This message has been edited by Tracey (edited 10-18-2001).] |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Ummmm, Andrew???? With a stench like that, you may have to stay lost! LOL. I enjoyed this, Crayola King. *S* |
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