A Year in the Life of a Czech Plush Monkey.
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Poised, pencil ready should a rhyme pop into his airy head.
NEWEST "POEMS" SNEAK IN AT PAGE BOTTOM
I think that I shall never see
a Georgia that is kudzu free.
A weed that grows a foot a day,
entang'ling all that's in its way.
And if cut down grows back to boot
while cuttings will themselves set root.
What fool braught Kadzu from Japan
was a ROHS-neech-ka*
Princes LEE-buu-shay* was prescient
THE LAPTOP CAT
Jack, Jack the Laptop
He loans it out if I scratch
Jack, Jack my compu-pet
*SIGS = Special Interest Groups
Driver weaving freeway fast
threading cars, left/right passed
met another just as hurried
both no longer more our worry.
Someone upgraded my software, today
Now I can't some screens display
What worked fine before now after won't
Next time you think to help, please don't.
Her observations were perspicacious.
His driving style beyond audacious.
She watched him weave his way thru traffic
Passed on her right, results? Tragic.
|I think that I shall
Poem as lovely as a banana
The fruit my hungry mouth likes best
Poems are made by apes like me
woddle and gobble
This place meant left blank
no err here, nor a prank.
Naught goes here because
someplace else will be flaws.
Thrift Store Shopping
look at this!
thrift store shops
I saw, I did a little shopping
A turkey sat on a
*Monkey did NOT write this--don't believe him if he says he did.
"fledermaus" indeed. humbug!
a bat is a bat
Ruess by Monkey
"whispers, sighs & thighs"
A plastic dish, damp sponge, rough brick
(the last two broken), into first stick.
Shake NaCl atop the dish mash
In cup asside mix 4T wash Bluing
Dribble the brew thru-out the dish
Drip drops of food color here and there
Till morning for your crystals' growth
split beside a piney wood,
I'm telling this from on high
History Museum Muse
The Cray came with
couch and bubbles.
The Cray was way all
that back when
Greeks were big on
Monkey likes it plain
Thus read it now
that Monk saw naught,
this story ends
*remember his name
is pronounced OH-pits-ah
There once was a gamer defrocked
for breaking his role when he talked.
He dis'ed the host's snacks
which were served outta sacks
Now deep in the dungeon he's locked.