Poems I Like
Of course, they were written by me--back in October of 2003.The first one, "West Virginia Green", is a commentary on the constant cry of West Virginia polliticians (We need money!!!) . But, hell, doesn't everyone? The second is one I put together while at work one day. None of it is true, just a tale.
WEST VIRGINIA GREEN
When passing through the Mountain State
Please leave money. Then you'll rate.
When you stop in Huntingfton,
Leave it with Mayor Felinton.
He sure needs it to balance the budget.
Leave a lot and don't begrudge it.
Make a stop in Charleston, PLEASE.
Both state and city are on their knees.
Checks are welcome, same as cash,
And credit cards make quite a splash.
If you can spend it, we hope you will,
Maybe then we can pay the bills.
"Time is money," they said to me,
So spend a week in our state, please.
If you can't, we'll not complain,
But we need money down on Main.
Leave it with us and you're real keen.
Thanks for keeping our state green.
The second one is simply titled,
ECONOMICS
"Never again," we heard him say,
Coming in for breakfast that late fall day.
"Though he's sired a hundred and ten,
That boar won't get the chance again."
"He broke the fence again and's gone.
Before breakfast I'm gonna bring him home.
String him up in the apple tree
Then butcher him up for you and me."
"I get tired, week after week,
Of hearing the neighbors, tongue in cheek,
Talking about my 'Prodigal child.'
Nothing worse than a boar gone wild."
"This time I'll tame him. He won't get loose
And lead me around like some wild goose.
He'll be at the the oak tree near the railroad track.
Bill, come with me. We'll bring him back."
We did our chores ere his return,
While Ma just did a long, slow burn.
"He won't kill him. He's just upset.
Go on to school. Try not to fret."
We got back home about four P.M.,
And ran to the pen looking for him.
There he lay up on the hill
Behind a new fence. And there was Bill.
We asked Bill why Pa let him live.
And Bill said, "Pa, he don't give
A whole big lot for that old boar,
But his pigs bring credit down at the store."
So there's your poetry break for today.
WEST VIRGINIA GREEN
When passing through the Mountain State
Please leave money. Then you'll rate.
When you stop in Huntingfton,
Leave it with Mayor Felinton.
He sure needs it to balance the budget.
Leave a lot and don't begrudge it.
Make a stop in Charleston, PLEASE.
Both state and city are on their knees.
Checks are welcome, same as cash,
And credit cards make quite a splash.
If you can spend it, we hope you will,
Maybe then we can pay the bills.
"Time is money," they said to me,
So spend a week in our state, please.
If you can't, we'll not complain,
But we need money down on Main.
Leave it with us and you're real keen.
Thanks for keeping our state green.
The second one is simply titled,
ECONOMICS
"Never again," we heard him say,
Coming in for breakfast that late fall day.
"Though he's sired a hundred and ten,
That boar won't get the chance again."
"He broke the fence again and's gone.
Before breakfast I'm gonna bring him home.
String him up in the apple tree
Then butcher him up for you and me."
"I get tired, week after week,
Of hearing the neighbors, tongue in cheek,
Talking about my 'Prodigal child.'
Nothing worse than a boar gone wild."
"This time I'll tame him. He won't get loose
And lead me around like some wild goose.
He'll be at the the oak tree near the railroad track.
Bill, come with me. We'll bring him back."
We did our chores ere his return,
While Ma just did a long, slow burn.
"He won't kill him. He's just upset.
Go on to school. Try not to fret."
We got back home about four P.M.,
And ran to the pen looking for him.
There he lay up on the hill
Behind a new fence. And there was Bill.
We asked Bill why Pa let him live.
And Bill said, "Pa, he don't give
A whole big lot for that old boar,
But his pigs bring credit down at the store."
So there's your poetry break for today.
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