Silly Stanzas.

One fine day in the middle of the night,
Two dead men got up to fight,
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other.


One fine October morning,
In April last July,
The moon lay thick upon the ground,
The snow shone in the sky,
The flowers were sweetly singing,
The birds were in full bloom,
As I went down in the cellar,
To sweep an upstairs room.


Early Tuesday morning,
One Wednesday just last night,
I saw, ten thousand miles away,
A house just out of sight.
Its door projected inwards,
Its front was at the back,
It stood alone between two more,
And they were whitewashed black!


‘Twas midnight on the ocean,
Not a streetcar was in sight,
The sun was shining brightly,
For it rained all day and night.
‘Twas a summers day in winter,
The snow was raining fast,
As a barefoot girl with shoes on,
Stood sitting on the grass

‘Twas evening and the midday sun,
Was rising in the west,
And all the fishes in the trees,
Were curled up in their nests,
The rain was pouring down,
While the sun was shining bright,
And ‘twas midday on the ocean,
In the middle of the night.


I went to the pictures tomorrow,
I took the front seat at the back,
I fell from the floor to the ceiling,
And hurt the front-side of my back,
I bought a plain bun with currants,
And buttered it well with jam,
And the next item on the program,
Will be a dance sang by a man.


All above © & Author Unknown.


Gary’s Nonsense Poem.

Ladies and gentlemen, hobos and tramps,
Elephanta-crocka-pigs and gigantic ants!
I’ll tell you a story, I’ve not heard before,
Admission is free, so pay at the door.

This tale is so ancient; it happens tomorrow,
It’s a cheerful tale that’s so full of sorrow.
The stories not long, just a day or more,
Please pull up a chair and sit on the floor.

It all started at midnight; when the sun blazed high,
As the cows and the sheep flew high in the sky.
Two children lay sleeping, awake in their bed,
A blizzard was raging, as the sunshine it spread.

While out on the ocean, a steam train sailed by,
With galloping horses and the pigs in the sty.
And if you don’t believe my ditty is true,
You can ask the blind man, for he saw it too!

© Gary Ivin. 10/09/2012.

 

 

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