Poems
by
The Rock
| Poems by The Rock | |
Ah, So, said the monkey, as he scurried up the tree. You'll give me two, I return you three? Yes said the snake, as he slithered right beside. I promise, and swear: By the legs that I hide. The monkey was shrewd; he really thought he knew! A snake has no legs, I'll take him for a few. So he scooped up the bucks, and went upon his way. Laughing, and joking, As he spent and spent all day. Up popped the snake, a smirk upon his face. Its time to repay, I'll have a little taste, I'll bake you and stew you, I like my monkey pie So give me my money for I never, never lie! The monkey just chuckled, swinging way up high. Laughing, and heckling; You never tell no lies? Where are those legs, the ones you say you hide? I'll not repay you, I took you for a ride! Not a cent will you get, this I guarantee, Said the monkey to the snake, as he swung from tree to tree. The snake waited patiently, curled upon the ground. As the gleeful monkey, jumped and flew around. Then the cagey monkey, in his jesting haste, grabbed a broken branch, and, to the ground he raced... Ah, so! said the rabbit, as he hopped a round the tree, You'll give me two, if I return you three? Yes said the snake, as he picked his gleaming teeth, I promise and swear by my little, hidden feet! The rabbit was shrewd, he thought he really knew. A snake has no feet, I'll take him for a few...
Smurphy the Smirker stood upon the hill, jumping and smashing all the daffodils! Why are you standing on my flower way? Asked the Lord's nature, dressed in sunny day. Must be a color or the way they smell. Could be the beauty, really couldn't tell! Smurphy the Smirker stood upon the beach, jumping and smashing everything in reach! Why are you standing on my coral way? Asked the Lord's nature, dressed in tempest day. Must be the crabsters or a flocking bird. Could be the salties, really sounds absurd! Smurphy the Smirker stood upon the woods, jumping and smashing everything he could! Why are you standing on my tree full way? Asked the Lord's nature, dressed in forest day. Must be the squirrels or a tree top snake. Could be the pine cones, really, give or take! Smurphy the Smirker lay upon the ground, as the Lord's nature jumped and smashed around! Why are you standing on my tummy round? Asked Mr. Smirky in a pleading sound. Could it be an omen or a fit of glee? Must be the answers that you gave to me!
A pecan nut from an oaken tree! Not walnut, chestnut nor hickory! Yes, a pecan nut, if you please! A miracle forged enough for three! Yes! A pecan nut upon the ground! Sir. Squirrel so excited he had found. An' Chirped an' Chirped Round an' round So loud Sly Rabbit caught his sound A pecan nut you say you've found? Tossed upon an oak nut ground? Let me view it for a while. . . Sly Rabbit said with a dainty smile Though smooth and striped. . . Sly rabbit piped and even brushed in brown! . . . . . a squiggly crease, could be a feast. . . Sly Rabbit then did frown... With long tall ears He shook to hear If it made a sound... No rattle tattled Or even prattled Of what Sir. Squirrel found! So, he snatched a rock And gave it a knock And came up with a prize A giant lump So Sweet and plump It made him tell a lie! Along the crease which held a feast Thus I did divide. Old and musty slightly crusty was the meat inside! Thus revealed He turned on his heel And hopped along his way Surprised, he pondered, Sir Squirrel wondered, What did Sly Rabbit Say?... ...Old and musty, slightly crusty, was the meat inside?! For in the shell A squirrel could tell With out having to divide... Could it be the flavor, That caught his disfavor because he is a Hare? He didn't have time To show him his find And it made no sense to share... So. . . Sir Squirrel bent down where he had found the pecan nut in shell. And thought he had plenty after picking up twenty an' went to the burrow he dwelled....
Under a meadow minty green, Roosts a family hardly seen. Rich in character poor in name, Not a worry they look the same. They're always busy always on time Building their burrows all in a line. They huddle as one in winters cold Caring for the young and very old. No money to spend their pockets dry, Sometimes they laugh sometimes cry. Friendly little fellahs in sympathy Caring for a fortune of dignity!
This is a tale of DEMOCRACY. A fable? of TRUTH and LIBERTY! For under the old, bald cypress tree a story unfolds from history! Once upon a time lived a Princely Frog, he sat so Regal on a muddy log; giving Royal orders to one and all, making everyone jump to his beckon call. He had appeared one day and on a log he sat and with his sticky tongue he soon was fat -- Full of nonsense and selfishness -- the richness of the swamp grew less and less. Though he looked so funny in his bumpy green, and no Golden Crown was ever seen, resting on top his swarthy head, it wasn't how he looked but what he said: I'm the King of this swampy land. You must obey all I demand for if you don't, soon you will see, monsters as large as the cedar trees! Along came Red Robin with a worm in her mouth I've not had breakfast! said the Prince with a shout. Robin dropped her worm and gave him a bow. How will I feed my children they're so hungry now? You're so smart... cried Princely Frog, dining on the worm from his muddy log, . . .who will guard your children in their lovely nest from the Robin eating Owl with the Golden Crest? For I am the King of this swampy land, from the cedars to the grains of sand, if you don't listen soon you'll see monsters as large as a walnut tree! How can a creature so very, very, small demand and demand and demand of all. Why can't he ask with a simple please! Cried the Crested Owl sitting in a tree. Oh you're so smart... crooned Princely Frog ...as you sit in safety above the thickening fog. Who will send a warning of the Owl snake, creeping all around for a dinner you'll make? I'm the King of this here swampy land! listen to the music of my riveting band: If you don't dance every tune for me a monster will grab you from your oaken tree! A Rabbit with a sack appeared with a hop. From the Princes mouth the worm did drop.} Why are you interrupting my tasty snack? Asked Princely Frog as he grabbed for the sack. The Rabbit just bowed and asked with a plea, Give the sack back its for bunnies three! They're so hungry, they're waiting for me just take a look and you will see! You're so smart. . . cried Princely Frog . . .hopping all around this swampy bog. Who will keep those bunnies three from the mouths of Red Robins hungry three! For I'm the king of the swampy land, and all I survey I hereby command: If you don't listen to what I say monsters so tall will come someday... Then one day across the swamp sounds appeared Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! With out a warning they had arrived: Strange large creatures, each side by side. Everyone that mattered took a look and for a monster they first mistook the two strange creatures towering high until they heard them talk and cry: Look! Over there!, one said to the other, . . . Little Red Robins and their lovely mother! And over there in that high oak tree, is that a Crested Owl I truly see? And there's a Rabbit over there, I can see him hop white from his toes to his tipity top! But where is the muddy, green swamp frog that likes to sit on the bumpy log? The animals then thought of a royal plan to rid the Prince from the swampy land. Together they laughed in spirited glee. And to the muddy bog they all did flee. Silently they crept behind the muddy log Come quick! they plead, Sir Princely Frog bowing and scraping on bended knees, Protect us from the monster please. It stands as tall as a walnut tree. Four arms, four legs, four bony knees, thick black hair grows upon two heads. It asked for you that's what it said. Princely Frog was short of speech forgetting all that he had preached... But what would a monster want from me! One as large as a walnut tree? For I am nothing but a tiny frog who sits alone on a muddy log What shall I do?. . . he asked the three Hide me at once, OH! Please! OH! Please! But you're the King so Royal brought to the swamp, that's what you taught. A Princely, Royal, Regal, Stately Frog! So get up and off that muddy log! But I was playing make-believe under these sacred cedar trees. Don't let the monster come for me I beg you upon my folded knees! So now you beg upon your muddy throne Scared and frightened and all alone You wanna save your bumpy hide? This is something a council decides! A council was formed that very night and all were present, was a noble sight. The first to speak was Crested Owl, He was always mean and so darn foul! ...took from us our very best left nothing else for the rest Commanding, demanding, for his very own, and now he cowers upon his throne. Red Robin then chirped in a stately voice... I believe we have only one simple choice to end his Princely, Royal Decree a simple, little fellow for all to see! Then Mr. Rabbit stood up and spoke, His royal decree we hereby revoke, and leave him to be the green-swamp-frog who sits alone upon a muddy log. This is a story that is often told how the animals grew to be very old so proud and noble in the swampy land with no frogs voice in total command!
Gaby the Gator lived in a swamp. In the muddy water he liked to romp; catching daddy crawfish for diner he would --rather eat a pizza if only he could! Gaby the Gator slept in the dark. Wish he had a light so he could mark, all the things he wanted from a magazine: A basket ball! A dolly! A nintendo machine! Gaby the Gator dressed in gator hide. Must be something better he would confide: I'd rather have nikes or rebokes instead to place underneath my own waterbed! Gaby the Gator had a boring day. Sitting around with no one to play. Should I watch the sunset into the trees? Boy I wish I had my own color TV! Gaby the Gator moved into a home. Away from the swamp he felt so all alone! Even with his sneakers and his waterbed, Gaby the Gator missed the life he had led!!! |
