"yippee" poems
Red, edifying & ditsy,
Wine illuminated names -- eclectic,
& gypsy. Yippee persons; So yawned
Night. I gathered her, too
Tipsy, I paused & smoked young
Faith, aimed it too high
And next dared
The hour escape.
Oscar sounded clear and round.
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 3:11 PM UTC
Bunny bunny bunny
It is so cutey
In the world of love
Bunny bunny bunny
It is so cutey
In the world of love
You see he is there
It is easy to see
You see he is a cute bunny
And he is funny
In the world of love
He comes around at Easter
With loads of eggs, yeah
For the kids to share
Everyone will get fat
From the eggs yeah
From the world of love
You see you see
They are filled with chocolate
Yippee
So after you eat the chocolate bunny you will feel it melt in your mouth yeah
From the world of love
Bunny bunny bunny
Is so funny
From the world of love
He has a little cotton tail
As he hops on the bunny trail
In the world of love
Oh yeah dudes
Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 12:20 AM UTC
Rooty toot toot,
Let's all give a hoot
Because today is your birthday!
Hip hip hooray!
It's your special day,
It's a wonderful magical thing to say!
Bring out the cake
Let’s all gather around
And raise up a musical
Birthday song sound.
Yippee hallelujah
It’s time to celebrate
We’re here for you
And we really can’t wait.
Rooty toot toot,
Let's all give a hoot
Because today is your birthday!
Hip hip hooray!
It's your special day,
It's a wonderful magical thing to say!
It’s always a good day
When your birthday begins;
The minute you wake up
Your birthday begins.
And if we are clever enough
And do it the right way
Your birthday continues
At least for several days.
Rooty toot toot,
Let's all give a hoot
Because today is your birthday!
Hip hip hooray!
It's your special day,
It's a wonderful magical thing to say!
Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 8:10 PM UTC
a tumblr full of rocks
a pour of ichiro malt
and a stir
gan bei
and
ichi
to the yamazaki and nikkas
i am in the land of the sun
i go down to the land of the dead
mei hi ko
anejo
casa amigo,
to my brothers in arms
jose, i must have my agave
cheers to the alamo
to the land of the prohibition
kentucky
yippee kay yay
bourbon,
spicy rye kick
spur to the horse
giddy up, giddy up
riding off into the sun
set to kentucky
derby
bourbon
ballentines
tom ford west
make your mark
with maker’s mark
bottoms up
and now i am staggering
vichi patia
better than grey goose
aunt jiin
and all the cult gin
navy strength and **** juice
getting rowdy
like irish bloke jameson
and that **** scot
macallan
and his gang
oiban, glenfiddich, and
glenlivet
I am livid
at that son of a *****
son of peat
another round
i am monkeying around
monkey 47
sun set
sun rise
*** on the beach
i see kings and queens
louis thirteen
i am going to sleep
pappy van winkle
100 years
like rip van winkle
don’t wake me
stir and not shaken
good night, mama
sweet havana
neat
a shot of don papa
i go to sleep
Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 8:47 PM UTC
Bunny bunny bunny
He is a cutey
In the world of love
Bunny bunny bunny
He is a cutey
In the world of love
You see he is there
It is easy to see
You see he is a cute bunny
And he is funny
In the world of love
He comes around at Easter
With loads of eggs, yeah
For the kids to share
Everyone will get fat
From the eggs yeah you do
From the world of love
You see you see
They are filled with chocolate
Yippee
So after you eat the chocolate bunny you will feel it melt in your mouth yeah
From the world of love
Bunny bunny bunny
Is so funny
From the world of love
He has a little cotton tail
As he hops on the bunny trail
In the world of love
Oh yeah dudes
Apr 20, 2019
Apr 20, 2019 at 2:54 AM UTC
Where is my head cos its gone out of here
It went for a ride on bus 79
Where did it go?
What did it see?
The bus 79.... is free
The bus 79 yippee
On bus 79 you'll see
Lets go for a ride on bus 79
Lets go to the ocean for tea
Lets hop on along and sing a great song
On bus 79 we'll be
On bus 79 we'll be
On bus 79 yippee
You bring uncle Harrold and auntie Mc Barrell
Fish supper for us by the sea
The bus 79
We'll sing all divine
We'll sing for our supper
You'll see
We'll sing for our supper
You'll see
Lets go for a ride on bus 79
Lets go to the ocean for tea
Lets hop on along and sing a great song
On bus 79 we'll be
On bus 79 we'll be
On bus 79 yippee
Tis getting quite late as sun hits the waves
Is time for the bus to go home
The bus 79
We had a good time
Lets sing till we can no more
Lets sing a good song
Come join in the fun
On bus 79 to your door
On bus 79 to your door
Sep 11, 2012
Sep 11, 2012 at 4:57 PM UTC
HAPPY HAPPY FELLA, HAPPY HAPPY TOO
I AM THE HAPPIEST DUDE AROUND
I PROVIDE FUN FOR ME AND YOU
I AM ******** TO BE A ***** CAUSE I HATE FIGHTING AT THE BAR
I REMEMBER WAY BACK WHEN I SAID, I AM NOT INTO DRIVING CARS
THESE OLD MATES SAID TO ME, I AM NOT A COOL KID ANYWAY
BUT I STILL GO OUT AND ENJOY MYSELF, YEAH YEAH YIPPEE I AY
I AM HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY, HAPPY ALL THE DAY
I AM THE ONLY COOL KID IN TOWN, YEAH, I AM A HAPPY DUDE ANYWAY
OH HAPPY. BOY AM I SO HAPPY, OH HAPPY, HAPPY ALL THE DAY
ME AND MY MATE, WE ARE WALKING AROUND LOOKING HAPPY
ME AND MY MATE, ARE HAPPY ALL THE DAY
OH HAPPY, I AM VERY HAPPY, OH HAPPY THE HAPPIEST DUDE IN TOWN
HA HA HA YOU AND ME, I AM THE THE PRINCE OF EVERYONE WHO IS HAPP HAPP HAPPY
I PLAY WITH MY IDEAS, FOR CREATIVITY, DUDES
I CAN EAT A AWFUL LOT OF FOOD
OH HAPPY, I AM ALL VERY HAPPY, OH HAPPY I AM HAPPY ALL THE DAY
ME AND MY BROTHER, ARE SPREADING THE WORD OF BEING HAPPY
ME AND MY BROTHER ARE HAPPY ALL THE DAY
I AM HAPPY, VERY VERY HAPPY
I AM HAPPY, RIGHT INTO THE DAY
BUDDHA WANTS ME, TO BE VERY HAPPY
BUDDHA WANTS ME TO BE HAPPY EVERY DAY
OH HAPPY, YEAH DUDE I’M HAPPY, OH HAPPY, CARN DUDES, MAKE ME HAPPY HAPPY HAY
ME AND MY DAD AREVERY VERY HAPPY
WE PARTY ON DUDES, WE’RE HAPPY ALL THE TIME
YA SEE I LOVE PARTYING, TO THE GREAT ANGRY ANDERSON
LAST SUNDAY AT CONVOY, I PARTY EVERY DAY
I AM HAPPY, VERY VERY HAPPY, I AM HAPPY, EVERY SINGLE DAY
ME AND MY MATE PAT ARE VERY VERY HAPPY, IN OUR LIVES WE DON’T **** ANYONE OFF
CAUSE WE’RE HAPPY, OH HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY, CAUSE WE’RE HAPPY
ALL INTO THE DAY
HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY DUDE, I AM HAPPY TO BE ALIVE YEAH MATE YEAH
HAPPY LIKE AN AUSSIE, AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE, OI OI OI
I AM A VERY HAPPY BOY, OH YEAH DUDES
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 9:03 PM UTC
Spare me from suburbia.
I hate the chatter.
And the cookie cutter houses.
And people worrying about what shade of Estee Lauder they need to look 20 years younger.
The bigger the SUV ...the better.
Yeah that's my saying too.
Oh yes it's Doggy Spa day! yippee.
Freakin morons.
Put your Gucci shades back on quick before you get to the underpass and see the man who fought for your freedom so that you can enjoy your Sushi on the right side of town, begging for anything you can spare.
But thats right you have nothing to give, do you.
I mean you couldn't possibly dip into the college fund for little Jessica, who by the way is snorting blow as we speak, in the projects across the tracks, while you think she is attending the high school pep rally, as all good cheerleaders do.
And you might want to slow down just a little bit, because if you reach your hubby's highrise office even just one minute ahead of schedule, Candy won't have time to push her skirt back down, wipe her mouth, and re apply her reading glasses, before you enter...and that would be a bit uncomfortable , don't you think?
Maybe you just better turn around altogether and head back to suburbia baby!
There's a reason you are called a stay-at-home mom.
It's the safest place for you...trust me.
Reality causes varicose veins and then you would need emergency laser surgery to correct it, which would interefere with your PTA meeting this afternoon.
Nov 19, 2011
Nov 19, 2011 at 7:01 PM UTC
*Radiation Burn
Cancer is a mother;
snap, crackle, pop,
yet they zip, zap
and radiate me.
They won’t allow a
glow in the dark blush,
or allow some super powers;
no Spiderman,
not even the Hulk- sheeesh!
But they did suggest perhaps
Wonder Woman instead
since their hormone therapy
is medically castrating me-
all in the name of science
and to be cancer free!!
Yippee and yahoo
not to mention
radiation burns!!!
+++
I guess there is always a price,
a “trade off” they say.
So move over Superman,
Wonder Woman is in the house!
Oh, and by the way,
could I borrow some red lipstick,
I already have a magical whip
and I’m looking for
a heavy date Friday night!!
Aztec Warrior/redzone 7.28.16
Note: if you can’t laugh at what life
throws at you and also yourself,
cancer will eat you alive...*
Aug 6, 2016
Aug 6, 2016 at 10:41 PM UTC
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Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 1:17 PM UTC
this is the place where wires tangle
the birthplace of sneezes
a home for desperate coins,
two balled up tissues, a
****** wrapper (yippee)
a note with handwriting that fingers the page with it's curly tentacles
and a packet of
matches
to start
the fire.
Dec 26, 2011
Dec 26, 2011 at 8:17 PM UTC
Enter IT, enthusiastic. Faces audience and looks at audience happily, and then speaks directly to audience.
IT: OK. You want to play?
OK - I’m IT.
I’ll be blind a while
and I'll count
and you go hide. OK?
Yippee!
IT closes eyes and places hands over eyes and counts.
IT: One..two...
Go hide!
Three...four...five...
I’m IT!
Six...seven..eight...nine...
Oh, this is fun...
Aaandddd - Ten!
I’m IT and I’m coming!
IT takes hands off eyes, opens eyes and looks about. IT looks with enthusiasm.
IT: Oh...where are you?
I’m IT and I search
and I find you nowhere...
OK...I’ll search again...
I search over hills and in parks
I look behind bush and below benches
but you are nowhere to be found.
OK...I’ll search again...
IT looks about on stage, pretending to climb over a hill, or a tree, and so forth...looking...searching...
*Enter THAT.
THAT observes IT searching, for some time - and then speaks.*
THAT: What are you doing?
IT: Who, me?
THAT: Yes, you.
There’s no one else here.
So what are you doing?
IT (coming close to THAT): I’m searching. I’m IT
and I’m at play, you see.
You know - hide and seek.
I’m looking.
THAT: I see. And your name?
IT: They call me Life.
(Silence)
IT: And your name?
THAT: They call me Death.
(Silence.)
Life: I suppose we should embrace.
Death: Yes, we should. Come closer.
(Life moves forward, closer to Death, and they embrace.)
Death: That is nice and warm.
Life: That is ****** cold!
Death: Hug me hard
Till we are one.
Life: Like dissolving into each other?
Death: Yes - like two become one.
That sort of imagery, that manner of speech.
Those delightful cliches.
Life: Should we turn off the lights then?
Death: Yes, we should.
It’s no longer child’s play, is it?
Life: No. It’s no longer child’s play;
There’s another 4-letter word for play
One could use - but play will do.
Death: Yes. So let’s turn off the lights.
(Lights fade.)
Life: Maybe we should draw the curtains as well?
Death: Yes, we should. (Shouts) CURTAINS!
(End. Stage is in complete darkness. Curtain.)
Nov 10, 2011
Nov 10, 2011 at 6:26 AM UTC
I've never had a brother
No blood of my blood, no seed of my mother
But if bonds forged in steel
And tempered with heat
Can sing the same song
When hammered upon
This chain link camaraderie
Would shriek:
I've never had a brother,
Or name of my name
But my heart, always open, might quake the same
A man such as you,
Who plays with fire, but has never once burned
Who stands up a new man while everyone turns
Your character speaks the music
That is the background to your steps
You don't need lyrics
To speak with your hands
You are free will
You aren't a *******
You are who you're meant to be
Here .
Now.
You're a son of a mother
My BFL brother
Yippee-Kye-yay (Merry Christmas) ************
Dec 13, 2012
Dec 13, 2012 at 7:11 PM UTC
(
•
)
^^^
In the ole days a girl who used her sexuality
to invade the sanctity of life
was called a ****
//
now she's called
A SENSITIVE POET !
especially when she resorts to
a phony and maudlin self - pity
and reveals the deep hatred imbedded
in her un-wholesome life of lies
••
I hear
HELLO POETRY
is going to change its name to
THE ************ **** PAGE
FOR THE EMOTIONALLY INFANTILE
!!
honesty is the best policy
Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 3:04 PM UTC
A little poem to celebrate!
Alice Munro is so literate!
Accolades? There's no debate!
A Nobel Prize is commensurate!
Oct 10, 2013
Oct 10, 2013 at 9:48 AM UTC
Synthesizing, compromising my semantics
I warp the story for the glory of romantics
You roll your eyes and say my lies are just my antics
And it's true, but it's for you, I'm sycophantic.
My need is frantic, transatlantic, it's gigantic
We feed off pain but the most gain is when I'm manic
I fear you'd run but then the fun for you's volcanic
So full of shells we call ourselves we're, like, satanic
Stay, play, pray that we like it this way
Love me like an addict just don't mean what you say
Cause if you do, and it's all true, life's a smoke and I'm your ashtray
If you'd rather be dead then you can't love me in the right way.
You're Chaos, I'm Calypso
You taste sweet on my lips though
Numb 'em up like yayo
I think I want some more though 'cause
Synthesizing compromising your semantics
You warp the story for the glory of romantics
I roll my eyes and say your lies are just your antics
Hey, yippee, you're just like me
We're sycophantics.
This beautiful madness we support like Atlas dive into the vastness and embrace the blackness
Rip into my skin I'm a succulent cactus, please survive the poison the pain's to distract us
We'll never know what makes us grow
Without the lows I could not flow
So let's be brave, **** Plato's cave and ride the wave 'till we're depraved
Because boy
I want to take care of you
I want to share with you
Lay bare with you
Because love is pain but I'm not scared with you
Walking on air with you
Electric chair with you
I'd cheat on myself for an affair with you
Dance Latin squares with you
Break chinaware with you
I'd be both baby and mama bear for you
Play solitaire with you
Make liquid air for you
And you're the worst and it's not fair, it's true
But if my name is blue
Well then I love you too.
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 3:25 PM UTC
Oh, the joys of the life of a cowboy
Just a few men and horses.
No worry about traffic and crowds
No alimony, no divorces.
Looking around at those strong fellows
In their skin-tight denim pants.
Surely they might look around at them
And ask one of them to dance.
Cowboys seem to like to ride the range
I’d ride the ranger instead;
Show him just how much can be arranged
By two men in a bunk bed.
There’d be an especially nice reward
At the end of a long ride.
The is not a doubt in my mind at all
That he would be satisfied.
After a career of bouncing and bucking
Surely he can take a bit more.
I would do my absolute best to be sure
That he would not end up sore.
Well, at least not in the usual places;
The kind that bows his thighs.
And if he is not that good at it at first
I’ll gladly give him more tries.
Oh the joys of the life of a cowboy
Just a few men and horses.
No worry about traffic and crowds
No alimony, no divorces.
Looking around at those strong fellows
In their skin-tight denim pants.
Surely they might look around at them
And ask one of them to dance.
Those folks who think this is too offensive,
Guys think of cheerleaders instead.
Gals think of watching sport figures at play
And ***** things you do in your head.
There’s not really all that much difference;
It’s all a salacious fantasy.
I don’t begrudge you those hot steamy dreams
I won’t let you deny to of me.
Oh the joys of the life of a cowboy
Just a few men and horses.
No worry about traffic and crowds
No alimony, no divorces.
Looking around at those strong fellows
In their skin-tight denim pants.
Surely they might look around at them
And ask one of them to dance.
Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 5:52 PM UTC
Vented topsoil nation
1500m below the sea
A Bismarkian mystery
***** by the International Seabed Authority.
Yeah, I know
We weren't even there
To say aye or nay
But we're gonna **** it anyway.
"Inevitable environmental damage"
Plays backseat to the real "need"
And the UN Convention on the Law of the Sea
Gives the poor folks some of the proceeds...
Yippee.
"We are at the threshold of a new era of deep seabed mining."
Knowledge well worth having
But not executing
Not on this planet.
The Clarion-Clipperton Zone
An entire alien race's home
They think they have it all mapped
But it doesn't depict their head up their ***
"Proper controls equals proper sustainability."
Are bold words for someone with no accountability
It's just a paycheck
For someone who doesn't give a ****
Soil Machine Dynamics
Accomplishes the fantastic
With seafloor mining tools
Never before used.
We rise up
As we fall down
Choking on our own failures
With eyes to the sun.
Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 3:06 PM UTC
One step forward, two steps back
There’s no winner in this game.
No champion crowned
No golden wreath
No $50 coupon to that store.
One bright light, three days black
There’s no oasis in this expanse.
No rain
No mirage
No life giving you hope.
One yippee, four pleas behind
We’ve forgotten who needs to be saved.
Help me
Stop me
I’m so sorry.
Sirens sound, they’re calling for the hero
But the hero is not there to save you.
There is no hero.
We aren’t trying to save ourselves.
Dec 15, 2012
Dec 15, 2012 at 7:42 AM UTC
Rickrack, got cataracts
My vision is so blurry.
Surgery done, not much fun
I wish healing would hurry.
Zip zop, roota zoot.
Hate backless hospital suits!
Clap clap, standing ovation.
For a successful operation.
Wave pompoms, ziss boom bah
For magic modern medicine
In just one day, as they say.
The right eye is all fixed again.
Go back in a few weeks
And have the left one done.
Huzzah hurrah and yippee kai yay
And the healing has begun.
Colors I never noticed before
Are now bright and shiny.
If I had known that before I
Woulda been petulant and whiny.
But, nothing noticed, nothing lost
I am looking forward to the day
When I can see completely better.
Harroo and blinking hurray!
Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 11:35 PM UTC
Remembering
Drive-in
Take a dive
Bungee
jumping
Marathon Race or
Dodge me poker face
Jerry Lewis
all laughs Wild cheeks
Her homemade fudge
Can pick up
anyone's desire weeks
The dodge brake
Oh! Please me
For Heaven sake
A love big mistake
Reincarnation______*
Dodge leaks life stinks
Hail the plumber
As fast as Mary blinks
Jim Carey on
dumber To abuse the
Hummer
BMW the beamer
Rejoice
The car oil
leaks purple
((That Dodge Divorce))
Here's Joyce
to drink Saturday
Night Johnny
Drenched her thirst
((Snapple))
Tire flat as a
Pancakes
I Hop mouth racer
A-D-D American
Donald Duck
Starbucks any luck
Robin knew
the CEO
Howard Schultz
in Canarsie
Babalu skip (LOU)
Dodge Star dipper
car racer (D) cup
Flags her down
Like a homemade fudge
The 50's antique cars
The Preacher can melt
your brain
The homemade fudge
Was dripping
He auctions car collection
Affection her imported cars
with fudge ice cream
the seventies
Disco All straight long hair
In the middle
His beard so gritty
Topsy car Turvy
Curve your car
Enthusiasm
Cars and Coffee
The Comedians
Became naughty
Mothers beach house
Homemade
fudge
Could win
over
and melt
any Judge
Dante' Dodge battery
Mesmerized switch
Her eyes like fudge
Regardless
the forties
or fifties
Sorority college
Dodge authority
the twenties is not
a Priority yippee
We can do what we want
The computer Hippie
Emails hot fudge
((Those Viruses
Minds))
Whatsoever
Please with a
but in between
Innocently
sweet
Alabama
Miss Charlotte
Sweet Carolina
What could
ever be finer
Then molasses
Then we age we
are linked
into chains
on our neck
with glasses
The competition
Move quickly
the dodge right in
Time for the fifties
roller skating
My Prospect Park
me ice-skating
Too many people
heavily mating
May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 3:18 PM UTC