"Phonetic" poems....

Sabu, Z, Mach, Rain
All of them clamber for a Steve Crane
Yet it falls beyond their grasp
As they scream with a croaking rasp -
'Curse that Kohala, and his empiric reign!'

[ Edited by: tikifish 2005-08-17 13:08 ]

Nice.

I hereby apologize to Lance Martin for your lack of productivity.

There once was a man, Paul. E. Neeson
Who wanted a bride Polynesian
But he settled on China
And got some nice Doulton China
Once he married sweet Polly Ni-Zhin

[ Edited by: tikifish 2005-08-18 07:14 ]

Nice work TF!!

These poems are taking on epic proportions in my book!

A preschool chess master who hated surprises
Wondered who was supplying the prizes
"If my knight takes his pawn, Sir,
Will you tell me the sponsor?
Cuz I hope to dear God, Fisher Price is."

Sabu

WINNER, WINNER, WINNER!!!!

Sweet Jumpin' Jesus Sabu!

Nice one, Sabu!

Thanks, guys.

Tangaroa has made it much harder by declaring "limericks only". I'll try another though.

Welcome to our humble houses!
Take your shoes and your pants and your blouses
And soak them in bleach
With one thimble each
of camphor, to kill the crab louses.

Sabu

I'll make an attempt.

I went to see a drum corps
They decided to do way more
The show was rather freaky
They decided to go tiki
And earned a rather poor score

Doctor Z every so often prepares,
A cocktail that uses three pears.
It's 160-proof,
So its use I approve,
As a solvent in auto repairs.

Sabu

You are now scaring me.

for the ultimate in tortured syntax...

"persist you must, tangaroa,
to make that mustang a rower!
let his two oars be hooves
as the method behooves,
and feed him some tang. go row, eh?"

my good friend sal minella
grew ill with salmonella
and angie o'plastie
had angioplasty
as did her neighbors, sam and ella.

[ Edited by: Johnny Dollar 2005-08-19 19:04 ]

A gorgeous young gal Poly Esther
Her Mum made her wear polyester
She took off her pants
Then moved off to France
Just cotton! wrote Polly(to test her)

me like J$ rowing horse poem!

Nice - very nice all of you.

I've asked the young women in Kabul
In Russia I asked a Moscow belle
I asked Martin Denny
But he hadn't found any
Girls who didn't like a little more cowbell

Sabu

The young farmer bought a tractor
In hopes that it might attract her
With the greatest of pride
He showed up in his ride
And failed to see her hiding dog Baxter

i hate to tell you, but crack
should not be stashed in your butt crack
'cause when you start 'basing,
the smell is debasing
and your pipe will do nothing but crack

At the store was a lamb pre-sale
But I only had $20 from my lamp resell
So I auctioned off a wombat
Fresh off of combat
Freeing an eel from it's lamprey cell

My Camping Trip, by Jane

Bess, Wasps, skeeters, and an ominous tick
And the amenities - postively monastic!
The weather was cool and airy
But the highlight was culinary -
'Twas burnt veggie ham on a stick!

Nice!

The Wombat's my favorite Aussie
I think he's endearing because he,
Will dig up red ants
For supper then dance
In a bowler hat, much like Bob Fosse

Impressive, my friend!!! :lol:

Whoo Hoo! It's on again!

Anyone care to take on Sabu????

young ben was heard to sob, "ooo!
why don't you play with me, sabu?"
who said, "drop them bambooz,
and let's find us some booze!"
ben said, "fine, but what's a boo?"

Nice J$!

gracias my brother...

i was enjoying how 'booze' rhymes with 'bamboos.'

it's the simple pleasures... :D