Great Scott

I recently entered this limerick in a contest at www.lemondrop.com hopefuly to win a copy of Diana Gabalans new book. I think it's funny,but then I would wouldn't I? It is not quite up to Ogden Nash standards but I try.

Great Scott

There once was a Scottsman named Milt

Who walked on the hills at a tilt

The lassies remarked on his built

When the wind raised the skirts of his kilt.

In a different vein. This was intended to be song lyric but unfortunately ( or perhaps fortunately) I have no talents that include musical insturments so ,I guess, this is another poem.

We Were Dancing

We were dancing, barely moving, keeping time.

Your head was on my shoulder, your face was next to mine.

We were dancing when you smiled at me, you didn't say a word

But when are lips brushed tenderly,' I love you' is what I heard.

We were dancing when the whole world changed for me.

Your kiss had set my soul on fire, your lips spoke poetry.

We were dancing when we should have left the floor

We were dancing,lost in time forever more

We were dancing to the music of the mind,

We were dancing,barely moving,keeping time.

Thats aaaaaaaaaaaall folks. 'Till next time

All About Me

The birds start to sing when I walk down the street.

I get a big smile from every one that I meet.

I have more awards than anyone that I know,

The Kennel Club even gave me best in show.

The Oscar, the Emmy, the Life Acheivment Award .

I've been Man of the Year, I'm never board

When Hollywood calls I can put them on hold

I do what I want I don't have to be told

I'm on top of the world, I feel tall as a tree.

There is never enough, It's All About Me

Producers and directors are standing in row

They say without me they can't go on with the show.

Writing plays just for me is becoming a thing,

There must be 10,000 songs that they want me to sing

What they do't know; I would do it for free.

It's not about money. It's All About Me!

My Pets

Another Day,another poem.I will continue to post one a day untill I fet most of my previous poems on this blog. I say most because some even I don't like. I have a few though that I would like to share.Comments are welcome.

MY PETS

My Cats a Cat and that is that

My Dog I do adore

My Trumpet Swan, a paragon

My Pig an awful boar

My Snail and Whale

Who share a pail, are both quite Avant-Garde

My Elephant,

A sycophant

My Owl ,severe retard

My Ring-Dang-Do lives in my head

He sleeps all day beneath my bed

He is never here when I’m alone

He hangs around when I am not home

Some say he makes a perfect pet

Although no one has seen him yet

Kicking and Screaming by Kelly Kellerman

I'm an old fart, That is coming apart, and not just at the seams,it seems.

I walk with a hitch,My sight has a glitch,And my hearing is much less,Than keen.

When I get out of my chair,I seldom know where,I'm going nor do I,Know why.

So I head for the john,where arrival upon, if I don't have to go I, can try.

This is seldom a test, It's what I do best, Day and night 'round the clock, Never dry.

When my dr. suggests, I have one more test, I think to myself whats the , The point.

Will I be more aware, Of losing my hair, Or will it show that I need a, New Joint.

Whatever's decreed, I'm going to seed, It's all just a matter, Of time.

But untill that suns finaly set, You can make a sure bet, The kicking and screaming, Is mine.