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Kazoo, xylophone, monkey, ash, fear, zoo
Posted by wagerwitch • 6/08/09 • Subscribe to this Discussion [RSS] • Report This Topic
Topics: poem on a dime
A poem from a old player on the corner of the market street.... THe one who has his music case open and he plays for others...
You ask him what he enjoys playing and what instruments he's played before... and he replies..
I played once you know - just like you
In fact, if I remember correctly - on the kazoo.
The xylophone bored me with it's easy strike
A monkey could play and so could a tyke.
The Violin burns down to ash
And the player rarely earns cash
I have no fear, playing on the street
It's better than a zoo, and a fun treat!
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I hate you... -
whew ! -
ROFLMAO - and I even made myself a cup of tea and drank it PRIOR to seeing your words.... GIGGLE
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Ok, I get it, you're good...
Quail, flatulence, shenanigans, epic, robust, kinky, tire
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Quail, flatulence, shenanigans, epic, robust, kinky, tire
There once was a quail with a problem so small
He had flatulence that caused grown men to fall
So one day a hunter who was up to his game
Did some shenanigans that put him to shame
In an Epic move to turn his fate
The quail let loose a robust "poof" in his face
The hunter, fell down and hit his head really hard
Became kinky and on his guard
The next time he did quail hunt with fire
And the quail ran without tire
You see the gas behind him did trail
AND that is how the QUAIL lost his TAIL!-
That good - you wrote this right? How long to work it out? -
At least I'll have something to do, when I'm your boss
Better keep practicing. (that's my way of saying, fine, I get it) -
Im seeing something here, a conspiracy of sorts. Your initials WW, if you turn them upside down you get MM - you're marshal mathers the real slim shady! Eminem! no wonder you know how to freestyle. -
I would love to read more of your writing..
you should set up a new blog, apart from that casino thing. -
ROFLMAO --- It's ok...
I made it on the main forum for you... Giggle.
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You guys are just hilarious...
MM - that's too funny - I'm listening to him right now. He IS - undeniably talented - wish I could sing in that type of style.
I can write it - just can't sing it in Rap style. -
"That good - you wrote this right? How long to work it out?"
about nine minutes - from when he posted his words to when I posted mine... But I had to go to the ladies room - yanno - too much tea.
LMAO! -
Those original combination of words inspired me to write a poem also, not trying to steal your thunder, I won't write one again:
I once met a monkey,
A jack of all trades,
Who could play the xylophone,
And shake bones from their grave,
He could play the kazoo,
Have the dancehall spinnin,
People got in the motion,
And the monkey’d be grinnin,
Colored black as ash,
And cool as a cat,
This monkey had no fear,
There was no turning back,
Not back to the zoo,
Not while the drums rumble,
His home was the music,
These streets were his jungle.-
I do tend to inspire people quite often.
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That was GREAT!!!!
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Thanx. I really don't write poetry at all, although I do find it inspiring.
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So literal my mind dwells
Straight forward logic
Kazoo climax symphonies
Xylophone tension
I feel so close to a monkey
So recently cast from
A land of boredom and ash
Paranoia like the sun bound
To show fear through every
Cloud of conscious thought
Every line is so straight
And begs it to be
Literally my memory
Why cant the zoo
Be let out amongst
My creativity
Or did I beg it so when it was that
To be more like the kazoo
Notes weary of the fingers
Like the xylophone ever
Complimenting the kids
Who monkey about
And play in the ash of order
The zoo continues on
Without the main attraction
He has left the safety of cages
For the order of rhythm
For the symmetry of open spaces -
yah im that good! BOW
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