That golden pen, I sure didn't steal
But the judge still says, there's no appeal
I may have to buy my way out of this place
I'm stuck in this southern jail, what a disgrace
Friends with fly's and a loud rat as well
I'm the only buzzard in this hell
I was feeling sickly in this jail
Warden sent the doctor, with out fail
Thought she was surely getting a bit soft
Might have known, I was just being scoffed
Don't know, what I was thinking
I did spy, the warden and her evil winking
My mind may be going somewhat crackers
For the doctor, seemed a bit of a quacker
I now feel, somewhat stuck
Since my visit from doctor duck
Yes I do know, this is not just talk
Can't you see the doctor, do the duck walk
The Ed's promised, soon a jail break
But I need some gold for goodness sake
That rat, I wish would soon shut up
My friends will help, fill my tin cup
I don't intend on sounding rude
But I think they put something in my food
To me my mind, just doesn't seem that sound
For last night, I could have sworn I saw a clown
I sure do appreciate the Ed's help
Careful you don't end up in here yourself
You can't trust that Mouth of The South
I know this for the rat told me himself
ROTFL keep hollerin Help and someone might actually try. Loved the Doc graphic. The whole write brought lots of smiles my way and I can see it has many others as well.
Hugs,
Lesa
Reviewed by Donna DeLong Matthews (Reader)
Reviewed on August 22, 2009
You cry innocent but there is proof
of you taking the candy from one of
the Musketeers aka Mouth of the South
(remember the horrid chocolate farts)
and you were caught red handed in the
court room with the pen and candy bar.
So you best be singing another song my
friend... You are sooooo Guilty....
and sooo on my turff... Opps ur Busted...
LMAO
PS
I forgot to thank you for sending
the foul to Florida. The state has
made it open season on the Canadian
Buzzard for humanitarian reason.
It will feed all the hungry rednecks
and then with the stupid birds thinking
they can play chicken with a Mack truck
and supplied plenty of road kill as well
Well Buzzard, you should have told me I 'd get you out, but I guess you aren't friendly with women..I sure do enjoy your story poems and all the trimmings!
If ain't very confused, there was a talk 'bout a ton of gold for that break-out of jail, although looking at yer jailer (yummy!) we should consider other possibilities!
From what I've noticed, Buzzards do contribute mightily to the cleanup of our local roadsides. Why just a week ago I had to brake suddenly to avoid splattering one of your cousins who was having a fine lunch of armadillo pancake. Now I recognize that being behind bars presents culinary challenges but that rat ought to be looking pretty good about now, though I'm guessing the mouth from the south frowns on rat breath. Mints anyone?? Patrick
New Poetry by Ray Hamilton { The Great Canadian Buzzard }
Blod Ties - Fantasy, Romance. Romantasy? A bit of whimsy for the weekend. A naive British tourist John Gormley takes a holiday in the ancient, remote kingdom of Perarboria. He does not suspect that his holiday love affair with a local beauty is desti
Blod Ties - Fantasy, Romance. Romantasy? A bit of whimsy for the weekend. A naive British tourist John Gormley takes a holiday in the ancient, remote kingdom of Perarboria. He does not suspect that his holiday love affair with a local beauty is desti
Hugs,
Lesa
of you taking the candy from one of
the Musketeers aka Mouth of the South
(remember the horrid chocolate farts)
and you were caught red handed in the
court room with the pen and candy bar.
So you best be singing another song my
friend... You are sooooo Guilty....
and sooo on my turff... Opps ur Busted...
LMAO
PS
I forgot to thank you for sending
the foul to Florida. The state has
made it open season on the Canadian
Buzzard for humanitarian reason.
It will feed all the hungry rednecks
and then with the stupid birds thinking
they can play chicken with a Mack truck
and supplied plenty of road kill as well
Hugs and Luv
The Mouth
Tiger Lily
EDvard, Casanova Ole Brother