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Wacky Poetry

Here's something a little different. My son inspired a wacky (maybe even fractured) poem. So I thought I would share it with all of you.

Hearing Lightning 
 by VS Grenier

I hear lightning,
I smell rain,
I see thunder,
I'm insane!

Okay, so my baby girl has this thing about putting things up her nose. Mostly fuzz! So this wacky yet slightly lame poem just popped into my head.

Fuzz...Fuzz
by VS Grenier

Fuzz from my toes,
Goes into my nose.
Fuzz from my pocket,
 Doesn't fit my eye socket.

Now for some fractured nursery rhymes.

Old Mother Hubbard
Went to her cupboard
To put arsenic in her husband's tea, 
When she look inside,
She heard him chide,
"You won't be killing me."


Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Looking at the bills she needed to pay,
She'd lost her job,
And began to sob,
"I'll need to rob a bank today."

I would love for you to leave a comment or share a fractured/wacky poem of your own. And for those of you who remember...here is a fractured fairytale to watch.


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  1. Jim HartleyJuly 8, 2011 at 9:05 PM

    My Bonnie lies over the ocean,
    My Bonnie lies over the sea,
    She's gone on a foreign vacation,
    And sent back her charge bill to me!

    My Bonnie has charged airline tickets,
    The hotels and gourmet meals too,
    And I am just plumb out of money,
    The card company's threat'ning to sue!

    At least I have one consolation,
    As I'm starting to tear out my hair,
    If I spend some time in the hoosegow,
    She'll find that she's _stuck_ over there!

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  2. VS GrenierJuly 8, 2011 at 9:06 PM

    Love it! Thanks for sharing Jim. You're a better poet than I.

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  3. Carolyn Howard-JohnsonJuly 8, 2011 at 10:19 PM

    Virginia, I think a little wackiness helps with writers stress (it's a little like writers' block!). I always end my Sharing with Writers newsletter with a pun. They fit because puns are considered one of the highest forms of language and my readers are all authors--that is they--by definition--have to work with language. (-: You can subscribe by sending me an e-mail with SUBSCRIBE in the subject line. I'll take care of it for you.

    Best,
    Carolyn

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  4. AnonymousJuly 8, 2011 at 10:59 PM

    That's pretty darn funny. I make stuff up like this too, but it usually has to do with flatulence. Hey, I'm a guy. Wifey does not appreciate my creativity, although I think I'm pretty darn funny.

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  5. Karen CioffiJuly 9, 2011 at 6:19 AM

    Funny stuff. My daughter, when she was 2 - 4 also put things up her nose. Once I had to take her to the emergency room to get a wad of paper out of it. Another time she ate a tissue, tried anyway, and it got lodged in her throat and she couldn't breathe. Thank God for the heimlich maneuver.

    Okay, here's mine:

    Hickory, dickory, dock
    The mouse ran up the clock
    My cat then chased it ‘round the room
    Until I got my broom

    Karen Cioffi Writing and Marketing

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  6. CathyJuly 9, 2011 at 8:21 AM

    The princess sat beside the well
    Confounded by frogs of all sorts.
    Their froggie lips puckered up in a line,
    Alas all she got was warts.

    My husband deals with kids putting stuff up their noses all the time. He's a family practice doc.
    I think it's kind of like a challenge to see what will fit for the litte critters.

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  7. celticseaJuly 9, 2011 at 8:35 AM

    Okay, I have two that I had already penned for a contest on Writing.com, and I will create a third one today and post it on my blog.

    Jack and Jill’s Break-up

    Jack and Jill
    Went up the hill
    To find a place to frolic.
    Jack passed out
    From too much stout
    ‘Cause he’s an alcoholic.

    Jill got mad
    For she had had
    As much as she could handle.
    So she left Jack
    Upon his back
    To date a guy named Randal!


    And then, based on "The Land of Nod" by Robert Louis Stevenson,


    The Life of Todd

    From breakfast on through all the day,
    I go to work and there I stay.
    And ev’ry night I stay there too
    Because there is so much to do.

    All by myself I spend my time
    Defending crooks to make a dime.
    With jobs so scarce, it’s no surprise
    That burglaries are on the rise.

    When working late, with stacks so steep,
    I oftentimes will fall asleep.
    The strangest dreams then come to me
    Of nylon masks and robbery.

    Although I’d like, I cannot shake
    Those troubled thoughts once I’m awake.
    I only know, this time next year,
    I hope I’ve found a new career!

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  8. BarbaraBJuly 9, 2011 at 9:03 AM

    I love quirky poems. Here's my offering:

    Three hoot owls,
    Three hoot owls.
    See how they blink.
    See how they blink.
    They all flew off in the starry night.
    Had to go ge-et themselves a bite.
    Did you ever see such a sight in your life as three hoot owls festing on scraps in McDonald's parking lot?

    (Well, I didn't say it was going to be good).

    Hey, Carolyn, may I quote you on "puns" on my Monday Metaphors at my blog, Stories a la Mode (http://barbarabockman.wordpress.com) ?

    Thanks, Virginia and All

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  9. Barbara EhrentreuJuly 9, 2011 at 9:54 AM

    Here's a silly poem:


    Toddlers take over Dunkin Donuts

    Toddlers run back and forth
    Their tiny feet toddling as they
    Explore Dunkin Donuts
    Zip down the ramp and back up
    Oh one fell
    Up you go
    Back to the race
    Run little toddlers run
    While the donuts grin on the wall
    Singing you a happy running song
    The coffee cups swing back and forth
    To the music of your tiny legs

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  10. VS GrenierJuly 9, 2011 at 1:15 PM

    Thank you to all those who have posted comments or poems. Please keep them coming. This is really fun and my kids are getting a kick out of them as well. I'm thinking I might do this once a week just so we can all have a bit of fun with our writing.

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  11. Margaret FielandJuly 11, 2011 at 9:43 AM

    Jack jabbed Jill, caused her o spill
    her cup of morning coffee.
    Jill fell down,said "Jack, you clown,"
    Go break your teeth on toffee."

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