Our Cow
Down by the slipralls stands our cow
Chewing, chewing, chewing,
She does not care what folks out there
In the great, big world are doing.
She sees the small cloud-shadows pass
And green grass shining under.
If she does think, what does she think
About it all, I wonder?
She sees the swallows skimming by
Above the sweet young clover,
The light reeds swaying in the wind
And tall trees bending over.
Far down the track she hears the crack
of bullock-whips, and raving
Of angry men where, in the sun,
Her fellow-beasts are slaving.
Girls, we are told, can scratch and scold,
And boys will fight and wrangle,
And big, grown men, just now and then,
Fret o'er some fingle-fangle,
Vexing the earth with grief or mirth,
Longing, rejoicing, rueing -
But by the slipralls stands our cow,
Chewing.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Chewing Gum
chewing gum
wondering where i've been and what i've done
wondering where i'll go and where i'll run
hide myself away from everyone
chewing gum
doesn't ['does it'] bother you that you're not the one
keeps you up at night in a fear of dream
to count the silver bullet of your misty
it's yours to keep
chewing gum
innocence lost in electric smiles
perfectly cast in desperate clouds ['colds']
loving with under
city lights
with all their {miles}
and all i need
is you
by my side
by my side
by my side
chewing gum
wondering where i've been and what i've done
wondering where i'll go and where i'll run
hide myself away from everyone
chewing gum
got myself a piece of
chewing gum
got myself a piece of
chewing gum
got myself a piece of
chewing gum
got myself a piece of
chewing gum
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Chewing Gum (Fun Poem 46)
I enjoy chewing gum
it takes my mind off cigarettes,
but because I have false teeth.
(I lost the real ones years ago)
Chewing gum become like chewing super glue.
When it sticks, boy does it stick.
You stand in the bathroom
completely and utterly gummy
scraping the gum of your dentures.
So now, my motto is
if you have dentures
suck on a hard-boiled sweet,
they don’t stick to your teeth.
poem by David Harris
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Dear friends, we surely all agree
'Dear friends, we surely all agree
There's almost nothing worse to see
Than some repulsive little bum
Who's always chewing chewing gum.
(It's very near as bad as those
Who sit around and pick the nose).
So please believe us when we say
That chewing gum will never pay;
This sticky habit's bound to send
The chewer to a sticky end.
Did any of you ever know
A person called Miss Bigelow?
This dreadful woman saw no wrong
In chewing, chewing all day long.
She chewed while bathing in the tub,
She chewed while dancing at her club,
She chewed in church and on the bus;
It really was quite ludicrous!
And when she couldn't find her gum,
She'd chew up the linoleum,
Or anything that happened near–
A pair of boots, the postman's ear,
Or other people's underclothes,
And once she chewed her boy friend's nose.
She went on chewing till, at last,
Her chewing muscles grew so vast
That from her face her giant chin
Stuck out just like a violin.
For years and years she chewed away,
Consuming fifty packs a day,
Until one summer's eve, alas,
A horrid business came to pass.
Miss Bigelow went late to bed,
For half an hour she lay and read,
Chewing and chewing all the while
Like some great clockwork crocodile.
At last, she put her gum away
Upon a special little tray,
And settled back and went to sleep–
(She managed this by counting sheep).
But now, how strange! Although she slept,
Those massive jaws of hers still kept
On chewing, chewing through the night,
Even with nothing there to bite.
They were, you see, in such a groove
They positively had to move.
And very grim it was to hear
In pitchy darkness, loud and clear,
This sleeping woman's great big trap
Opening and shutting, snap–snap–snap!
Faster and faster, chop–chop–chop,
The noise went on, it wouldn't stop.
Until at last her jaws decide
To pause and open extra wide,
And with the most tremendous chew
They bit the lady's tongue in two.
Thereafter, just from chewing gum,
Miss Bigelow was always dumb,
And spent her life shut up in some
Disgusting sanatorium.
And that is why we'll try so hard
To save Miss Violet Beauregard
From suffering an equal fate.
She's still quite young. It's not too late,
Provided she survives the cure.
We hope she does. We can't be sure.'
poem by Roald Dahl
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A Sort Of A Poem Upon Arriving At The Mountain Hut
where it is? the native points to the place
using his nose. It is just near he said while chewing his betel nut.
we pass three winding rivers
and five hills on footpaths with mud and grass as tall as us along the way.
we finally arrive at the foot of a hill
below it a nipa hut
there is no one there
i curl up and take my sleep
meanwhile the fog swallows everything
just us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To Be Courteous
to be courteous
to this society where i live
i pocket my smile
i swallow my pride
you see me chewing a gum
and you order me
to swallow it
because you don't like seeing me
chewing this mint
i swallow it
in your name
and behave as though nothing happened
no i will not tell anybody
i will not tell about you or your name
i will not retaliate
i will just write
this poem
if you call this a poem at all
this shame
and this shamelessness of you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Evil Man
Evil Man
Thou break the young heart
She tender and so small
Her eyes blind to evil men
Why must thou be the first one?
Thou buy sweet and chewing gum
Introduce and transform the lass
Thine child growing up
Fall she may in the trap
And thou mayest hate that the most
The world is so small
And that evil may haunt thee
poem by Mahamma Adrianne
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An Alien In My Back Passage
There's an alien in my back passage
I never saw him coming
One night in june under a full moon
I heard a distant humming
At first I thought it was the girl next door,
who sang off key in the night
But she had gone to her bed at noon
And had turned off all her lights
Then a girgle followed the hum
Until a green light glowed from my tum
And out of the darkness a small green man sprung
Wearing a stetson and chewing some gum
'Take me to your leader' I cried
But he carried on chewing, strutting his stuff like J.R Ewing
He was 5cm heigh and 2.5cm wide
Before I could catch him, he rushed back inside
Leaving a stench without making a scene
Turning the room a dark shade of green
Sitting in silence inside of the bowel
Plotting and planning something quite foul
I imagined with dread an army of ten
Tiny and gruesome 'little green men'
The suspense was driving me insane
The I heard a tapping in my brain
It was the Alien humming trying to get in
I could see him crawling under the skin
Then from the back passage he suddenly shot
Like thunderbolt lightening into the pot
Flushed then forgotten
At last he was gone
But the sound of his humming still lingers on
And from where or from when the alien came
Remains a mystery still, to this day
Tumm tumm didi dum durm dum toodle loo be do be do
poem by Yvette Smith
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Barefoot In The Summer Sun
Running in the fields all day,
Chewing on a blade of grass.
Barefoot in the summer sun,
Watching clouds as they roll past.
Endless humid summer days,
Fishing for cats down by the stream.
Fast asleep most of the time,
Catching 'big ones' in my dreams.
Skimming stones for half the day,
Letting Spot run wild and free.
Oh, to be twelve years old again,
Once more like it used to be.
4/10/11 Alton Texas
poem by Juan Olivarez
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Right To The Ways & The Rules Of The World
Monsters that trinkle like cats in the night
The cosmic conceiver continues his plight
A war of the heavens, whats wrong and whats right
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Spraying the children with incense and myrrh
The hopeless confessions of minds unsure
Spraying the children with incense and myrrh
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
I tried to come over and see you today
I tried to come over to want you to say
I wanted you say to come today
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Mindlessly hoping she falls for their minds
Holding the sacraments, secrets unkind
Chewing the curdles of cream from the rain
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Chewing the grits...
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Monsters that tinkle, trinkle like the jams gone astray...
song performed by by Ween
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Right To The Ways & The Rules Of The World
Monsters that trinkle like cats in the night
The cosmic conceiver continues his plight
A war of the heavens, whats wrong and whats right
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Spraying the children with incense and myrrh
The hopeless confessions of minds unsure
Spraying the children with incense and myrrh
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
I tried to come over and see you today
I tried to come over to want you to say
I wanted you say to come today
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Mindlessly hoping she falls for their minds
Holding the sacraments, secrets unkind
Chewing the curdles of cream from the rain
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Chewing the grits...
Right to the ways and the rules of the world
Monsters that tinkle, trinkle like the jams gone astray...
song performed by by Ween
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Restive
that early morning
when the sun just comes up
from the mountain side
rising to
the cone top
a yellow butterfly as tiny
as my nail
flutters over a red rose petal
holding still
on a dew
slowing down
this small world where i live
becomes a home
my nerves rearrange their postures
resolving
an entanglement
now restive like a goat under
a sycamore tree
chewing grass
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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WHAT IS A DOG...Your Best Friend
You might ask,
Of all creatures great and small
You’ll find the dog above all stands mountains tall,
That face, that look, that pleasure, that panting tongue
His undying faith devotion without hymns sung
A friend indeed to comfort your inner soul,
His lifelong love of you, his born innate goal,
In the valley in the shadow of death he will lay down his life,
All his courage he will throw at that thrusting knife.
Tired when you arrive home from a day’s hard work,
He will jump up to greet, his tail wagging berserk,
Then touch your skin with his soft cold nose
You see, to him you smell like a garden rose
There is a time he wants to be alone
When he’s gnawing and chewing his favourite bone,
If you’re unlucky not to have such a wonderful pet,
Off to the pound your best friend is waiting...you bet.
poem by Ken e Hall
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Don't let your special character and values, the secret that you know and no one else does, the truth -- don't let that get swallowed up by the great chewing complacency.
Don't let your special character and values, the secret that you know and no one else does, the truth - don't let that get swallowed up by the great chewing complacency.
Aunt marjorie's wig
Aunt Marjorie's wig went a missin
While cooking a stew and reminiscing
She recalled her first kiss
as a bit hit and miss
With a fidgety midget from gissing
As she filled her meat pie
She started to cry
Cos the onion was burning a lot
It tasted quite bitter she thought with a titter
As she laughed in plopped her locks
Feeingl much lighter
she skipped and she hopped
Unware of her missing hairpiece
Though her head was much smaller
She could not recall when her wig found it's silent release
Short sighted from birth she stood by the hearth
And drank til she barely could stand
And without looking
she devoured her cooking
Bit by bit she gorged on each strand
Not knowng what she was doing
She just kept on chewing and chewing
Forcing the last dreg of the wig with her hand
She lay on her bed feeling quite overfed
With light shiny spot on her head
She turned over and over with a pain in just below her
Not sure of how long it would last
So she went to the loo
And after a BIG NUMBER 2
She saw a large hairy hat floating past! !
poem by Yvette Smith
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Wishy Washy
I bit and sucked
your sweet words
like chocolate spread fingers
until you glued on my shoes
like a chewed chewing gum
poem by Cold September
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TV is chewing gum for the eyes.
quote by Frank Lloyd Wright
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