Friday, December 4, 2009

Let's make Love our case

When life seems dark and strange
And you’re told people do not change
Read Love upon a face
And see the power to change this place.
I know, in any case,
It took a lot for me to change
So to every face in every place
Let’s make Love our case.

Dog: Animal Poem #101

Everybody needs a buddy
Everybody needs a friend
Everybody needs somebody
Whose love does not depend

So when hard times are upon us
Or unhappy tears descend
You can always call on me
For I will always be your friend

Everybody needs a buddy
Everybody needs a friend
Everybody needs somebody
Who will be there in the end

For as fears may come upon us
And the clouds of doubt surround
There's one path that’s never muddied
It’s the peace that love has found!

Everybody needs a buddy
Everybody needs a friend
Everybody needs somebody
Whose compassion has no end

So on days when life seems funny
And when no one seems around
Know of what your love has done for me
So that my love now has no bounds!

Everybody needs a buddy
Everybody needs a friend
Everybody needs somebody
Whose love will never end

So when hard times are upon us
Or unhappy tears descend
You can always call me “Buddy”
Because you named me that, my friend!

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I modified a previous poem--- because when I think of dogs, I think of a "buddy" who is always by one's side. I hope you like this modification--- if not, please let me know. -P

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Badger: Animal Poem #100

The badger is not bad
Don’t say that
It makes him sad!
For some of the best times I have had
Have been with my badger lad!

The badger is just mad
That beavers are the fad!
He’s jealous
(just a tad)
But that does not mean he’s bad!

For he is my favorite lad
As furry as my dad!
And I am always glad
To be with
My badger lad!

Rat: Animal Poem #99

I was whisked
By the whiskers
Of a big, fat, rat!
Who crawled
Through the walls
Going rat-a-tat-tat!

My mommy
Waited hither
With a big, brown, bat
Because he gave her
The jitters
Going rat-a-tat-tat!

She waited and she sat
With her big, brown, bat
Tightening her grip
With every rat-a-tat-tat
She blathered and she blithered
“Oh come out, rat!”
As she was quite mad
With that big, brown, bat!

I remember the day
She bought our sixteenth cat!
He was quite mean
Supposed to catch fat rats
But I remember the day
When I heard that “splat”!
Another cat off the roof
Sixteen flat cats!

So now she had
Had enough of cats
The same as she had
Had enough of rats!
And so she sat there
With her baseball bat
Blathering and blithering
“Oh come out, rat!”

And just then out
Came that big, fat, rat
Out popped her veins
Can you imagine that?
She swung and she swung
That baseball bat
All around the house
She chased that rat!

She swung that bat
Off the rack went the hats!
She swung that bat
Knocked the couch off the mat!
She swung that bat
Now our TV is flat!
She swung that bat
Mortal rat combat!

And just as she had
Finished smashing our beds
Afraid I was
That my rat was dead!
That was until
My favorite rat
Snuck up and gave me
A toe love pat!

So now as she sits on the floor complaining
Of how it’s cold or how it’s raining
I’m whisked by the whiskers of my big fat rat
For just the thought of him
Is so entertaining!

Monday, November 23, 2009

Brown Bear: Animal Poem #98

Outside in calm and peaceful air
There walks a very special bear
So special we all stop and stare
As the brown haired bear walks here
To there.

Why do we all stop and stare?
At the sight of this peculiar bear
It has little to do with just the bear
And everything to do with what
He wears!

For have you ever seen a bear
Who walks around in underwear?
And not just any underwear
But bright, pink hearted,
Underwear?

For his underwear is colored white
But bright pink hearts are really bright!
And thus he wears those hearts so tight
His butt is pink, and in a blink,
So Tight!

So we can’t help but sit and stare
And wink at this pink hearted bear
For that’s a peculiar thing he wears
And we wonder if he says,
“Who cares!”

That was until he came one day
To the place we often sit and stay
He looked at us in a funny way
And he told us he had this
To say:

“You there make me so antsy!
First, I am a she not he,
And, two, to mention, obviously,
They’re not underwear, but my best
Panties!”

And ever since we’ve called him she
Though some still think that she’s a he
To this you won’t hear a peep from me
But to say pink hearts have such
Beauty.

Ferret: Animal Poem #97

Do not even try us!
You cannot get it by us!
We know you have a bias!
We can see it in your iris!

If you see someone who’s tall
Do you think of basketball?
And when you see someone who’s small
Do you think the munchkin ball?

When you see someone who’s black
Do you think perhaps of rap?
And when you see someone who’s white
Do you know that guy’s uptight?

We all have our perceptions
They come without exception
It’s a personal deception
That has plagued us since conception!

So do not even try us
We know you have a bias
The best we can do is try to
Recognize each bias!

For when we realize
The first thoughts that come to mind
Only then can we realize
The bias in our eyes!

For someone who is tall
May not be good at sports at all
And someone who is small
May be the best at basketball!

Someone who is black
May listen to opera tracks
And someone who is white
On the dance floor may be “tight”

For when we get to know
An individual
Then we get to learn
That looks can’t tell us all!

As you may look like he or she
But a personality
Is not like a he or she
They are as different as can be!

So if you now can bear it
This bias, we all wear it!
Try to be like the ferrets
They only judge us on our merits!

Ram: Animal Poem #96

Rams love slamming heads
It’s the first thing they do when they get out of bed!
They go “WHAM!” and “BAM!” and “SLAM!”…“K’BAM!”
It’s as though their heads were made of lead!

I once asked a ram if he needed a break
But the ram replied that they don’t have brakes!
He told me that when he begins his charge
He’s energized like an electric charge!

And then I asked him of the blows he takes
After so many blows will those big horns break?
He looked up and said, “they will never break!”
But then had to leave me, because,
He had the worst headache!