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Talking Turkeys!

by Benjamin Zephaniah

Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas
Cos' turkeys just wanna hav fun
Turkeys are cool, turkeys are wicked
An every turkey has a Mum.
Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas,
Don't eat it, keep it alive,
It could be yu mate, an not on your plate
Say, Yo! Turkey I'm on your side.
I got lots of friends who are turkeys
An all of dem fear christmas time,

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Creed

by Steve Turner

We believe in Marxfreudanddarwin.
We believe everything is OK
as long as you don't hurt anyone,
to the best of your definition of hurt,
and to the best of your knowledge.

We believe in sex before during
and after marriage.
We believe in the therapy of sin.
We believe that adultery is fun.

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Not Much of a Choice

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Cooper was a large and curious tiger, the bright star of a motley circus,
Always out of step with others; like erring moon, of dawn skies, citrus.

He was well fed and got lots of attention, like rave days of mist roses,
When silver moments tell true stories, before the latterly hour closes.

Whenever other tigers went left, Cooper went steadfastly, to the right,
As they did their pretty, big top tricks-to the merry audiences' delight!

Yes, Cooper's antics became part of the act. It made the people laugh!

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Bigfoot

by Kevin Schroeder

Bigfoot

In a misty wood where shadows play,
There stands a giant in my way,
Do my eyes deceive,
Or is it a creature I don’t believe,

Standing in front of me a gargantuan Bigfoot,
Foraging for his meal sneakily and barefoot,
With footsteps soft and true he gave a curious glance,

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The Man From Iron Bark

by Banjo Paterson

It was the man from Ironbark who struck the Sydney town,
He wandered over street and park, he wandered up and down.
He loitered here he loitered there, till he was like to drop,
Until at last in sheer despair he sought a barber's shop.
'Ere! shave my beard and whiskers off, I'll be a man of mark,
I'll go and do the Sydney toff up home in Ironbark.'
The barber man was small and flash, as barbers mostly are,
He wore a strike-your-fancy sash he smoked a huge cigar;
He was a humorist of note and keen at repartee,
He laid the odds and kept a 'tote', whatever that may be,

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Recent Fun Poems

The Metropark Ranger's Ode

by Kevin Schroeder

Oh, the life of a ranger, a curious mix,
Of wildlife, picnics, and daring quick-fix!
With my badge of honor and sturdy old boots,
I patrol the greens, the trails, and tree roots.

I’m a guardian of nature, protector of trees,
A whisperer of squirrels, and friend to the bees.
When chipmunks cause chaos in someone’s dessert,
I step in to mediate—no one gets hurt.

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Not Much of a Choice

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Bigfoot

by Kevin Schroeder

MEEP MEEP

by Kevin Schroeder

MEEP MEEP

In the dark where shadows creep,
The woodcocks call with a peep

Meep Meep

Seductively doing their dance,
That puts you in a trance,

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Tooting Her Own Horn

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Mark Allen was ten years old, and his favorite things were trains;
Like teal moments after the storm, when colorful beauty remains.

Mark had a shiny, toy train set, and he was frequently adding cars;
As people often have dreams of travel, underneath jewelled stars.

Mark's Papa was a train conductor. He loved to manage the train;
And Mark liked to listen for its whistle, while playing in Green Lane.

Dinah was Mark's little sister, and she'd give her toy horn a blast;

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