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online today!Reindeer Flu
You remember that Christmas a few years ago
Where you waited all night for 'Ol Santy to show
Well I heard the reason and it just might be true
The whole bunch came down with the dang reindeer flu
The cowboy elves had been busy all day
A' doctorin' Donner and scattering' hay
Dancer and Prancer were febrile and snotty
Comet and Cupid went constantly potty
Hallucinatory dementia was rampant
Why, Blitzen imagined that he was Jed Clampett
Dasher got schizo and thought he was Trigger
While Vixen's obsessions got bigger and bigger
By noon Santy knew he should find new substitutes
So the cowboy elves went out searching' recruits
They scoured the Arctic for suitable prey
And brought them together to hook to the sleigh
When Santy climbed up it was like a bad dream
He stared down the lines at the substitute team
A bull moose as old as the planks on the ark
With a head as big as a hammerhead shark
Stood hitched by a cow, Mrs.Santy's of course
Then next in the tugs was a Clydesdale horse.
He was paired with an elk whose antlers were crossed
An ostrich, a walrus, an old albatross
Were harnessed in line but the last volunteer
Was a blue heeler dog with only one ear
The cowboy elves gave a push to the sled
As Santy reared back, cracked his whip, then he said,
"On Cleo, on Leo, on Lefty and Jake
On Morpheus, Redondo, on Lupe and Snake.."
Smoke from the runners cut tracks in the snow
The team headed south, but where else could they go?
They started back East 'cause it got dark there first
And their luck, which was bad, got progressively worse
By the time they hit Kansas the tugs had gone slack
And all but the dog was now riding' in back
Santy was desperate. What on earth could he do?
When the lights of an airport hove into his view
Did they make it? you betcha, but there hangs the tale
Of how, on the Christmas they stayed on the trail
A man in Alaska said right after dawn
A low flying object passed over his lawn
He ran to the window and threw up the sash
And heard someone shouting, "For pete's sake, don't crash!"
"On Budget, on Thrifty, look out Alamo
I didn't take out insurance, you know
And you, Number Two, try harder, yer Avis
On Dollar, on Hertz, Rent-a-Wreck you can save us
An extra day's charge if we make it by nine
Though the drop-off will cost us a bundle this time
Merry Christmas", yelled Santy, but he was all smiles
'Cause at least he signed up for unlimited miles
So that's how it happened as best I recall
When it looked like that Christmas might not come at all
And the truth of the matter, we all owe a cheer
To the Wichita office of Rent-a-Reindeer
Where you waited all night for 'Ol Santy to show
Well I heard the reason and it just might be true
The whole bunch came down with the dang reindeer flu
The cowboy elves had been busy all day
A' doctorin' Donner and scattering' hay
Dancer and Prancer were febrile and snotty
Comet and Cupid went constantly potty
Hallucinatory dementia was rampant
Why, Blitzen imagined that he was Jed Clampett
Dasher got schizo and thought he was Trigger
While Vixen's obsessions got bigger and bigger
By noon Santy knew he should find new substitutes
So the cowboy elves went out searching' recruits
They scoured the Arctic for suitable prey
And brought them together to hook to the sleigh
When Santy climbed up it was like a bad dream
He stared down the lines at the substitute team
A bull moose as old as the planks on the ark
With a head as big as a hammerhead shark
Stood hitched by a cow, Mrs.Santy's of course
Then next in the tugs was a Clydesdale horse.
He was paired with an elk whose antlers were crossed
An ostrich, a walrus, an old albatross
Were harnessed in line but the last volunteer
Was a blue heeler dog with only one ear
The cowboy elves gave a push to the sled
As Santy reared back, cracked his whip, then he said,
"On Cleo, on Leo, on Lefty and Jake
On Morpheus, Redondo, on Lupe and Snake.."
Smoke from the runners cut tracks in the snow
The team headed south, but where else could they go?
They started back East 'cause it got dark there first
And their luck, which was bad, got progressively worse
By the time they hit Kansas the tugs had gone slack
And all but the dog was now riding' in back
Santy was desperate. What on earth could he do?
When the lights of an airport hove into his view
Did they make it? you betcha, but there hangs the tale
Of how, on the Christmas they stayed on the trail
A man in Alaska said right after dawn
A low flying object passed over his lawn
He ran to the window and threw up the sash
And heard someone shouting, "For pete's sake, don't crash!"
"On Budget, on Thrifty, look out Alamo
I didn't take out insurance, you know
And you, Number Two, try harder, yer Avis
On Dollar, on Hertz, Rent-a-Wreck you can save us
An extra day's charge if we make it by nine
Though the drop-off will cost us a bundle this time
Merry Christmas", yelled Santy, but he was all smiles
'Cause at least he signed up for unlimited miles
So that's how it happened as best I recall
When it looked like that Christmas might not come at all
And the truth of the matter, we all owe a cheer
To the Wichita office of Rent-a-Reindeer
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Posted: Dec 2021
About this poem:
This was written one Christmas while ill with the flu. After the past couple of years, it would be nice to hear about the regular old flu. May this bring a good chuckle to you and may you all have a very Merry/Happy Christmas!
online today!A Cowboy's Night Before Christmas
'Twas that 'ol Night before Christmas and all the ponies had been fed,
I was tryin' to choke down some beans before headin' off to bed
But my belly was a' churnin' bad , it just wouldn't sit still
It was goin' to be a long night, I could sure 'nuff tell.
'Cause in my string of horses, there was one called 'Ol Saint Nick
And thinking' about riding' him, was makin' me quite sick.
'Ol Flipper had come in with a front leg a ' draggin', last Fall during shippin' season, when we was out there on the wagon.
'Ol Saint Nick was an extra in the outfit's remuda, an' every time you got gettin' on him he'd be sure to give a gift to 'ya.That gift was a danged 'ol bronc ride, an I don't mean no 'hoppin'. You see, he's pure sin covered lightnin', that'll get your ears to poppin'.
But the boss cut him to me that's just kinda part of the deal, Flipper got turned out for the whole winter just to heal. I thought it kinda funny that it's Nick's turn to go with me out checkin' heifers, the next day in the snow.
So I lay there in my bedroll, with the fireplace a 'crackin, had terrible nightmares 'bout my poor neck a' snappin'. So I woke up at midnight, and again at two-thirty, I decided to saddle up 'Nick this time a little early. I thought I'll set him to soak with the cinches pulled up tight, come daybreak that'll help to take out some of that dad gummed fight.
Finally got 'im saddled, out there in the dark, it really was like hand feeding breadcrumbs to a shark. Finally went inside to wash the blood offa my head and got to see how much the blood had turned my white shirt red.
I'd just laid down to rest and closed my eyes when I awoke to such a racket, I stumbled up quickly and pulled on my denim jacket. As I walked out to the horse pens, the moon lit up the stage, those icicles shone so bright, on that high-desert sage.
Out in the big pen, on a fresh carpet of white, my eyes took in the most amazing thing, the most unbelievable sight. Saint Nick was making' a wild, crooked leap. with a pot bellied feller sittin' up there in the seat. He'd throwed up his head with one hand up in the air, Saint Nick touched the ground and growled just like a bear!
He'd just jump sideways as he chewed up on a foot, the red fuzzy coat popped out some chimney soot! He'd showed me his belly and stood him on his head, I noticed the fat fellers cheeks a 'turnin' a little red.
Saint Nick finally winded and throwed his head up, started licking' his lips all over, like an old an' gentle pup. The rider stepped down and handed me the reins I noticed in his mouth a broken candy cane. That's when it finally hit me , as my mind started to click. I've just seen 'Ol Saint Nick Himself ride 'ol hoss Saint Nick!
Then I noticed his team and a little red sleigh, you see, his reindeer were hobbled and eatin' on some hay.
He said "Merry Christmas,
Hope that present will do,
I knocked some of the rough off
That 'ol pony just for you".
Then he buttoned his coat and walked away
Unhobbled the reindeer
And climbed up into his sleigh
I heard him exclaim as he headed back North
"I ain't never seen nothin' buck like that 'ol horse!"
I was tryin' to choke down some beans before headin' off to bed
But my belly was a' churnin' bad , it just wouldn't sit still
It was goin' to be a long night, I could sure 'nuff tell.
'Cause in my string of horses, there was one called 'Ol Saint Nick
And thinking' about riding' him, was makin' me quite sick.
'Ol Flipper had come in with a front leg a ' draggin', last Fall during shippin' season, when we was out there on the wagon.
'Ol Saint Nick was an extra in the outfit's remuda, an' every time you got gettin' on him he'd be sure to give a gift to 'ya.That gift was a danged 'ol bronc ride, an I don't mean no 'hoppin'. You see, he's pure sin covered lightnin', that'll get your ears to poppin'.
But the boss cut him to me that's just kinda part of the deal, Flipper got turned out for the whole winter just to heal. I thought it kinda funny that it's Nick's turn to go with me out checkin' heifers, the next day in the snow.
So I lay there in my bedroll, with the fireplace a 'crackin, had terrible nightmares 'bout my poor neck a' snappin'. So I woke up at midnight, and again at two-thirty, I decided to saddle up 'Nick this time a little early. I thought I'll set him to soak with the cinches pulled up tight, come daybreak that'll help to take out some of that dad gummed fight.
Finally got 'im saddled, out there in the dark, it really was like hand feeding breadcrumbs to a shark. Finally went inside to wash the blood offa my head and got to see how much the blood had turned my white shirt red.
I'd just laid down to rest and closed my eyes when I awoke to such a racket, I stumbled up quickly and pulled on my denim jacket. As I walked out to the horse pens, the moon lit up the stage, those icicles shone so bright, on that high-desert sage.
Out in the big pen, on a fresh carpet of white, my eyes took in the most amazing thing, the most unbelievable sight. Saint Nick was making' a wild, crooked leap. with a pot bellied feller sittin' up there in the seat. He'd throwed up his head with one hand up in the air, Saint Nick touched the ground and growled just like a bear!
He'd just jump sideways as he chewed up on a foot, the red fuzzy coat popped out some chimney soot! He'd showed me his belly and stood him on his head, I noticed the fat fellers cheeks a 'turnin' a little red.
Saint Nick finally winded and throwed his head up, started licking' his lips all over, like an old an' gentle pup. The rider stepped down and handed me the reins I noticed in his mouth a broken candy cane. That's when it finally hit me , as my mind started to click. I've just seen 'Ol Saint Nick Himself ride 'ol hoss Saint Nick!
Then I noticed his team and a little red sleigh, you see, his reindeer were hobbled and eatin' on some hay.
He said "Merry Christmas,
Hope that present will do,
I knocked some of the rough off
That 'ol pony just for you".
Then he buttoned his coat and walked away
Unhobbled the reindeer
And climbed up into his sleigh
I heard him exclaim as he headed back North
"I ain't never seen nothin' buck like that 'ol horse!"
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Posted: Dec 2021
About this poem:
A new poem as has been requested. :-D I'd had this one in the pipeline for quite a while as it was re-told to me recently by a local cowboy who emphatically swore up and down that this actually happened to him out West. . This is my interpretation (which I shared with him and he absolutely loves by the way) and now with you, Dear Reader. online today!A Cute Boo-time Halloween Poem :)
Bats love the nighttime
And witches love to brew...
Ghosts like to haunt things
And holler out BOO!!!
But me?
I just love thinking about Y-O-U!
And witches love to brew...
Ghosts like to haunt things
And holler out BOO!!!
But me?
I just love thinking about Y-O-U!
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Posted: Oct 2016
About this poem:
Just a cute little poem and to say "Love Ya'all"!Hope everyone has a safe,fun and memorable Halloween!!
online today!Upon the Air of Halloween
When witches go riding
And black cats are seen,
The moon laughs throatily
'Tis near Halloween
When you're all alone in the country
And the night is dark as pitch
Just be bold 'cause you've been told
There's no such thing as a witch.
Howdy everyone, old and new!Boy, have I missed you old members! 
I'm ReaderOfSouls for you new to the Poetry Corner. :-) I'm a Texas ranch raised, working horse and cattle ranch owner/operator who proudly served our military and I am a detective with my local County Sheriff's Department. I specialize in Child Sex Crime, so I have seen the worst of the worst and it's all gritty and grim. Having a positive, happy attitude has not only helped, but I just can't help but share it with all that I meet. I choose to not live in darkness.:-) I'm strong, tough but fair. I'm more than happy to listen to someone and my mailbox here is always open. :-) I've been writin' poetry since I was 8 years old and customarily write Cowboy Poetry. I've competed at Cowboy Gatherings and rodeos and my biggest poetry influences are Badger Clark (which also happens to be a familial name) and Baxter Black. I've been 'hitched' to my better half- Mr. Bear for 29 years now. He has written some work about love and life that I have posted through my account here. :-) I occasionally write a bit of descriptive cowboy humor as you will find in the vast catalogue of my writings. :-)
I look so forward to meeting you all and to re-connect with all of those familiar.
And black cats are seen,
The moon laughs throatily
'Tis near Halloween
When you're all alone in the country
And the night is dark as pitch
Just be bold 'cause you've been told
There's no such thing as a witch.
Howdy everyone, old and new!
Boy, have I missed you old members! I'm ReaderOfSouls for you new to the Poetry Corner. :-) I'm a Texas ranch raised, working horse and cattle ranch owner/operator who proudly served our military and I am a detective with my local County Sheriff's Department. I specialize in Child Sex Crime, so I have seen the worst of the worst and it's all gritty and grim. Having a positive, happy attitude has not only helped, but I just can't help but share it with all that I meet. I choose to not live in darkness.:-) I'm strong, tough but fair. I'm more than happy to listen to someone and my mailbox here is always open. :-) I've been writin' poetry since I was 8 years old and customarily write Cowboy Poetry. I've competed at Cowboy Gatherings and rodeos and my biggest poetry influences are Badger Clark (which also happens to be a familial name) and Baxter Black. I've been 'hitched' to my better half- Mr. Bear for 29 years now. He has written some work about love and life that I have posted through my account here. :-) I occasionally write a bit of descriptive cowboy humor as you will find in the vast catalogue of my writings. :-)
I look so forward to meeting you all and to re-connect with all of those familiar.
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Posted: Oct 2021
About this poem:
Some ruminations on Halloween.
Lightning skies
Darkness hails
Purple blue flashes
White lightning
Booms and cracks
Stretch across darkened skies
Hail wind blows gust those teeth of flashes
Boom s across lightning flashes
freezing rain lashes whips of light cracks the blackened sky
Dreams of night pure darkness rains
One Looks and stares one looks ponders the lightning and rain one seeks solitude one hides from the flashes darkness rains the boom and flashes morning descends lights up the sky glint of blue the sky's so bright rain has stopped peace regained
Purple blue flashes
White lightning
Booms and cracks
Stretch across darkened skies
Hail wind blows gust those teeth of flashes
Boom s across lightning flashes
freezing rain lashes whips of light cracks the blackened sky
Dreams of night pure darkness rains
One Looks and stares one looks ponders the lightning and rain one seeks solitude one hides from the flashes darkness rains the boom and flashes morning descends lights up the sky glint of blue the sky's so bright rain has stopped peace regained
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Posted: Jun 2021
Post CommentTime
The clock chimes the hour
Time ticks bye
Seconds become minutes
Minutes become that hour
Time ticks bye slowly ticking bye time now gone now stolen one says good bye those minute now gone stolen they become
Hours they become days
Days become weeks
Weeks become years
Years become decades
Where has time gone
Time ticks bye
Seconds become minutes
Minutes become that hour
Time ticks bye slowly ticking bye time now gone now stolen one says good bye those minute now gone stolen they become
Hours they become days
Days become weeks
Weeks become years
Years become decades
Where has time gone
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Posted: Jun 2021
Post CommentNear but so far
I dream of you to kiss those lips wanting you
I dream of you each day
Shy to talk shy to approach
I dream of what to say
Your hair dazzles me takes
my breath I can hardly breath
I drown in breath
To be near you to hold you close
To taste those lips
Your my princess held pedistals high
I want to be near you to hold you
Talk to you to kiss you
my wanting feelings for you
But I hide from you from a far
From other ends of this earth
I dream of you
hoping I can be with you my love how I miss who you are
my one true love
I dream of you each day
Shy to talk shy to approach
I dream of what to say
Your hair dazzles me takes
my breath I can hardly breath
I drown in breath
To be near you to hold you close
To taste those lips
Your my princess held pedistals high
I want to be near you to hold you
Talk to you to kiss you
my wanting feelings for you
But I hide from you from a far
From other ends of this earth
I dream of you
hoping I can be with you my love how I miss who you are
my one true love
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Posted: Jun 2021
Post CommentDo you feel the breeze
Do you feel the breeze
Wind envelopes sways the tree
Branches now blown away
Dancing in the breeze
Birds hold on tight
Blown from their peaches
That wind howls tonight winds gather up
Rain facets paces darkened skies night and day darken
Lightning flashes hail wind and rain
Leaves blown by the force the trees stand nearly bare
for all to see
Branches leafy fallen on the road the fields
Darkness fade winds fade sky's brighten the sunny sky once again
Sun shines bright leaves appear
The trees live again
Wind envelopes sways the tree
Branches now blown away
Dancing in the breeze
Birds hold on tight
Blown from their peaches
That wind howls tonight winds gather up
Rain facets paces darkened skies night and day darken
Lightning flashes hail wind and rain
Leaves blown by the force the trees stand nearly bare
for all to see
Branches leafy fallen on the road the fields
Darkness fade winds fade sky's brighten the sunny sky once again
Sun shines bright leaves appear
The trees live again
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Posted: May 2021
Post CommentThat shopping bag
You carry that bag Where ever you go
Full to the brim
It took you to carry it contents within
Why you want to burden with this stuff why you want to carry a full load
You shop by day you carry your stuff away
Only to chuck some straight in the bin
Recycle they say don't throw it away
Eat it straight away
Food goes off so you throw it away
Life a burden you shop each day the toil on your back the food you carry away in that sack
You long for a car a bike you go on a bus to carry it in life's a burden but we all ways need that bag to carry are shopping in
Full to the brim
It took you to carry it contents within
Why you want to burden with this stuff why you want to carry a full load
You shop by day you carry your stuff away
Only to chuck some straight in the bin
Recycle they say don't throw it away
Eat it straight away
Food goes off so you throw it away
Life a burden you shop each day the toil on your back the food you carry away in that sack
You long for a car a bike you go on a bus to carry it in life's a burden but we all ways need that bag to carry are shopping in
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Posted: Apr 2021
Post CommentSpectre of the night
You feel a breath a icy chill
Cold to touch
You stand and stir on edge
Was something Thier
From corners eye you spy
This thing a person stands and stirs
Icy breath that chills your bones
You stand and watch for no person there they see you as you watch and stare
Cold to touch they follow you
Out the blue they gone from you
That spectre of the night
How it gave you a fright
Was that a ghost you seen tonight oh it did give you a fright
Cold to touch
You stand and stir on edge
Was something Thier
From corners eye you spy
This thing a person stands and stirs
Icy breath that chills your bones
You stand and watch for no person there they see you as you watch and stare
Cold to touch they follow you
Out the blue they gone from you
That spectre of the night
How it gave you a fright
Was that a ghost you seen tonight oh it did give you a fright
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Posted: Mar 2021
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