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neth jones Oct 2021
a wobbily lip

the woe behind the wobbily lip :

a hobbily goblin did cause the wobbily worry
(and the wobbily lip
that did it

the hobbily goblin extended a mit
'i mean to be friendly'
suggested this from it

'my name tag says 'Bobert''
it bellowed in a fit

the wobbily lip fled
it's owner scared
socks from its wit
'...You know, for kids !!' - the Coen Brothers & Sam Raimi
Phoenix Black Oct 2020
If I had one wish
I'd be a fish
I'd swim the sea
and make a splish

If I had one other
I'd make a brother
We'd splish around
With one another

If a third would come
I'd make a mum
To make us smile
When we were glum

If a fourth were had
I'd make a dad
To keep us safe
From all that's bad

Then out we'd set, and swim all four
Skimming above the ocean floor
From coast to kelp to shell to shore
And skip and play forevermore
ShininGale Oct 2020
Sometimes you '๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’' not because you care.
You bare not for us but, you bare because you're ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘‘.
๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘‘ of what others might say about you.
I might not be the most comprehensive person, but I know what I wanted to say.
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Translated by Przemyslaw Musialowski 10/5/2019

Sitting on the perch the rooster boasted:
soon the king of swimmers I'll be
and laurel wreath I will get:
Cos the champion of champions I am in this respect!
The hens, excited, clucked in admiration,
small yellow chicks silently listened in awe,
oinking happily were the piglets,
and the ducks? Like crazy they laughed!

Wieslaw Musialowski 10/15/2001
Friends, I am asking for your understanding, because all my translations must be proofread and corrected. Poems are hard to translate (even in free verse translations). The original is rhymed. Regards.
Alastair Fenn Jan 2019
If ever the world gets you down
your pet will still be your best friend;
theyโ€™re joyful and wild
and with big doleful eyes
their love never comes to an end.

Your pets will not hide how they feel
or lock up their hearts in a box
theyโ€™re loyal and gentle
polite and respectful:
theyโ€™re everything humans are not.
One more children's verse; back to more gloomy output after this!
Alastair Fenn Jan 2019
If anyone suggests that you keep
your eyes on their pets for a day
before you agree check their pedigree
and see if theyโ€™re wild or theyโ€™re tame.

Ask them to tidy your room
or set up the table for dinner;
if with roaring and noise they eat your soft toys
you probably should reconsider.

For the snarling beyond the locked door
there may be a straightforward reason;
to be on the safe side put your brother inside
and see if he ends up eaten.
A poem for children.
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