#mickey
holding on to each other like braids
tiring day for both you and I fades
my hair was a set of obstacle
but you oddly looked like a miracle
boy you're so special
let me be your favorite gal
like that old cute spouse
like Minnie to Mickey mouse
I'm pathetically in love with you
now tell me a lie that sounds so true
Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 11:47 AM UTC
The shadows creep towards the mound.
The late September air is crisp.
No bunting will be hung this year,
Our team is old and in eclipse.
In the box the batter waits.
His knees are sore, his bat grown slow.
In his time he was a champion.
In his heart he knows it’s time to go.
How quickly do the seasons change
from youthful promise to aged despair.
You start out as a diamond star
And end up in a rocking chair.
Baseball is an old man’s love,
each Spring bringing hope of glory.
Yet it is not an old man’s game.
That’s quite a different story.
The stadium this day, half full,
and ready for the wrecking ball.
Mickey Charles Mantle has flied to right
and joined the legions of the Fall.
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 6:53 AM UTC
I have been hoping
that the visible invisibles
of Keystone Solidarity Republican
Militants
will soon come and tether a black horse
in front of my front door
to put their famous Doubt in my mind
that I am actually a horse
and not a human being
Why this simple act is taking so long
baffles me given they are specialists
in formatting doubts
perhaps they doubt horses have our legs
as I have three legs myself
though the middle leg
is not usually used for trotting
Mar 21, 2021
Mar 21, 2021 at 2:36 PM UTC
The anxious Toddler,
***** her right thumb;
The News has just ended,
and soon they will come.
~
But they will not lay down,
'neath her Mickey Mouse sheets;
They'll take her pure innocence,
and she'll get no sleep.
~
The things that are done,
to this Child of five;
Will stay with this wee one,
for the rest of her life.
~
When they are finished,
having her their own way;
She hugs the pink walls,
feeling ***** and ashamed,
Mar 27, 2020
Mar 27, 2020 at 9:15 AM UTC
Things- Pings
Minnie mouse- swings,
on a big trapeze, she's hanging by her feet
the crowd buzzes like bee's
cheering as she swings
Mickey mouse, scared she might fall
stands strong and tall
at the bottom, waiting to catch her like Popeye
he eats a can of spinach, he looks up at the sky
looking Minnie in the eye
she winks and giggles
she swings and twirls a littles
pumpkin spice and everything nice
Minnie is that
Mickey is a mouse and he lives in an illegal Mickey mouse club house;
Pluto is the bouncer and he has his regulars-
Dora the explorer explored too much-
Sofia the first isn't the first anymore, she has a brother-
Sponge Bob Squarepants isn't square, he's rectangle;
Patrick star is actually really smart
and this poem is really good, thought out and has depth like no other-
believe it
because I don't -
Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 12:10 AM UTC