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Judypatooote Feb 2016
Hopalong Cassidy

When I was a little girl
Hopalong Cassidy
Was my hero
I would watch him on the television  
Riding his horse Topper
And then
PRETEND...
Hiding behind chairs
Running from one to the other
Shooting the bad guys
With my finger gun.
One birthday my mom surprised me
With a whole Hopalong Cassidy outfit.
I had a vest with fringe,
The cowgirl skirt, the hat
And best of all
A Hopalong Cassidy WATCH
And a silver play gun in a holster
In my imagination
I WAS HOPALONG CASSIDY
Back in the 40's
IT WAS OK
To play Cowboys and Indians
IT WAS OK
To shoot the bad guys
With a finger gun
Or a silver play gun
IT WAS OK
To use the word Indians
Without offending anyone
So Sad that kids can't play
Cowboys and Indians anymore
Because you wouldn't know
If that gun was real

By judy
I wrote rhis poem when i read an artical on a 5 year old boy who was exspelled from his school for pointing is finger at another student and saying bang bang.  What a different world we live in now compared to back when...
Judypatooote Mar 2015
Hopalong Cassidy

When I was a little girl
Hopalong Cassidy
Was my hero
I would watch him on the television  
Riding his horse Topper
And then
PRETEND...
Hiding behind chairs
Running from one to the other
Shooting the bad guys
With my finger gun.
One birthday my mom surprised me
With a whole Hopalong Cassidy outfit.
I had a vest with fringe,
The cowgirl skirt, the hat
And best of all
A Hopalong Cassidy WATCH
And a silver play gun in a holster
In my imagination
I WAS HOPALONG CASSIDY
Back in the 40's
IT WAS OK
To play Cowboys and Indians
IT WAS OK
To shoot the bad guys
With a finger gun
Or a silver play gun
IT WAS OK
To use the word Indians
Without offending anyone
So Sad that kids can't play
Cowboys and Indians anymore
Because you wouldn't know
If that gun was real
A memory of when life was simple and fun. Of course it was, I was a child.
Emma May 2019
Little rabbit, little rabbit,
Fetch me a lotus
Fetch me the infants born from nature’s paintbrush
Hopalong a long trail to the plentiful of colored leaves
Little rabbit, little rabbit,
Fetch me a fairy,
Fetch me the nectar of the water-dew above
Hopalong a long trail from the painted abyss
Little rabbit, little rabbit,
Fetch me a moon,
Fetch me the life grown from the quiet goddess above
Hopalong to the next canvas that awaits
Little rabbit, little rabbit,
Little lotus flower.
Based on this: https://www.deviantart.com/sean93vn/art/Lotus-Fairy-789289889
I think I have one more poem to make based on an artwork...I'm trying to be more active in my poem uploading.
You did your best to shoot me down
put two bullets in my chest
but I ain't dead yet
got a thready pulse and
down in dry gulch, the doc done sewn me up,fixed me like a tenderfoot
and now
I'm back
sixgun packed
guess the odds are stacked the other way
gun play.
Bang
dang missed
*******,shot off more shot,missed again
must remember
take careful aim
sometimes forget
it's just a game
of cowboys.
I miss Buffalo Bill and Jersey Lil'
Jesse James among other names
Like Hopalong and Big John Wayne
Cooper,Cagney and,
What's that Indians name?
Oh yes
Cochise.
The man of war, the man of peace.

Jimmy Dean and Johnny Ray
Otis,Sammy and Doris day all yesterday
And yet
I bet there's no one quite like them
Not like Borgnine,Heston or Glen Ford.
Rememeber West and Ward
The caped crusaders
Or Roy Thinnes and the Martian Invaders?

I miss them all
The magic of the casting call and Lucille Ball.
Where did they go?
Moved on no doubt to another show and more greasepaint
Ain't life dull Without it full
Of these great stars.
Molly Apr 2015
It's the tile walls. Hot
water
or
the 3AM dark room
again. The words
spill out, angry
but silent. A thousand things
to never get said. I
imagine
******* your brother again,
imagine
maybe,
you getting furious - hurt, even -
just anything. Showing
any emotion, any shred
of meaning. And I would
scream
"Don't!"
Don't act like I was anything to you.
Any more than an easy ride.
Just a blonde to
love buzz for
when you were high. Your *******
bunny. Just a hopalong.
Someone easy to rely on.

Did it **** you? When I
kissed David?
Well, *******.
I rotted inside, empty for a year.
And you - you tried to tell me you had
feelings. Feelings?
As if you weren't ice on the inside.

I've cried so many times, and you
always got angry when I thought
you were lying.
But be honest, for once,
nothing you ever said was true.
You're a bonafide
con artist. And I wasted 3 years
(nearly)
of my life on you.

I should have never gone back.
Should have never gone back.
She's filing her nails
I think she should file
them away
in a drawer!
at home.

Strange things I see
while I'm sitting here
on the Jubilee.

She's up to her elbows
God knows what'll happen
when she reaches her shoulder.

And the older I get
the more that I see
that I want to forget.

He looks a bit like Hopalong,
Cassidy breaking out into a song?
but he's silent.

Now
she's in at the compact
I wonder who she's trying
to attract.

There's a middle aged man
with a sun tan
wearing a prison shirt,
he could be on the run.

I haven't got time for this
but I don't want to miss
a moment.
I never had a rocking-horse

Having read books of rich boys having one, I wanted one too.
I found the tail of a rocking horse, at home, I fastened the tail on the gate into the yard.
I sat on the gate swinging through and thro and for a moment
I was Hopalong Cassidy till the hinges broke and I fell off.
There was no witness to my ignominy.
I removed the tail, the gate had nothing to do with me.
The owner of the property swore said it was the work
of hooligans.
Years later, mother found the tail behind the wardrobe
by then I was nearly an adult and didn´t bother about childish things
It's all a bit John Wayne,
sis foot six looking for
someone to blame and
who's going to argue?

I hide in the coal hole
which hasn't been used since
the clean air act.

I'm packing it in,
meanwhile
Hopalong's gone for the beers
and Doc's racking up the gin.
before you ask, it is sis foot six, make of it as you will...j

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