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Funny poems for reading
Posted by: lg (Moderator)
Date: January 31, 2006 02:29PM

Re: uil poetry
Posted by: Unknown (192.168.128.5)
Date: January 31, 2006 06:35AM

I need a poem for 2 girls that are doing u.i.l poetry. They need to be at least 5 to 6 minutes long. Both girls are very talented. They need to be funny.... with a lot of characters and voices that they can change.....Thanks and please respond if you have any ideas.!!


Re: Funny poems for reading
Posted by: lg (Moderator)
Date: January 31, 2006 02:31PM

Here's Hugh's response in case he isn't back soon.

[www.google.com] />

Les


Re: Funny poems for reading
Posted by: lg (Moderator)
Date: January 31, 2006 02:33PM

Here's some more:

[www.poemhunter.com] />

Les


Re: Funny poems for reading
Posted by: PamAdams (192.168.128.---)
Date: January 31, 2006 07:16PM

How about some Newman Levy?

pam


Re: Funny poems for reading
Posted by: lg (Moderator)
Date: February 01, 2006 03:30AM

To The Immortal Memory of the Halibut, On Which I Dined This Day, Monday, April 26, 1784

-- William Cowper

Where hast thou floated, in what seas pursu'd
Thy pastime? When wast thou an egg new spawn'd,
Lost in the immensity of ocean's waste?
Roar as they might, the overbearing winds
That rock'd the deep, thy cradle, thou wast safe--
And in thy minikin and embryo state,
Attach'd to the firm leaf of some salt weed,
Didst outlive tempests, such as wrung and rack'd
The joints of many a stout and gallant bark,
And whelm'd them in the unexplor'd abyss.
Indebted to no magnet and no chart,
Nor under guidance of the polar fire,
Thou wast a voyager on many coasts,
Grazing at large in meadows submarine,
Where flat Batavia just emerging peeps
Above the brine,--where Caledonia's rocks
Beat back the surge,--and where Hibernia shoots
Her wondrous causeway far into the main.
--Wherever thou hast fed, thou little thought'st,
And I not more, that I should feed on thee.
Peace, therefore, and good health, and much good fish,
To him who sent thee! and success, as oft
As it descends into the billowy gulf,
To the same drag that caught thee!--Fare thee well!
Thy lot thy brethern of the slimy fin
Would envy, could they know that thou wast doom'd
To feed a bard, and to be prais'd in verse.


Les

Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 02/01/2006 03:30AM by lg.




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