Ima Ryma


Ima Ryma Poems

361. Englishish 10/23/2007
362. Enough With The Damn Crusades 8/11/2013
363. Eriskay Ponies To The Rescue 10/29/2013
364. Ernest Borgnine 2/28/2013
365. Ernestine 3/1/2013
366. Escape From - Lincoln Park Zoo 9/23/2014
367. Estate On Paper 11/21/2014
368. Eta Aquarids 6/3/2014
369. Etch - A - Sketch 3/12/2013
370. Ethan Eagle - Lincoln Park Zoo 7/27/2014
371. Eurasian Lynx - Lincoln Park Zoo 10/4/2013
372. Eurasian Lynx Sisters 2/26/2015
373. Eviction Notice 5/16/2014
374. Exploit -new- 4/29/2015
375. Extras 8/9/2009
376. Eye Ssstrain 3/16/2013
377. Eyes On Baby Lemur - Lincoln Park Zoo 6/9/2014
378. Facing 2/4/2013
379. Fairy Tale Of Defect 10/23/2007
380. Family Acceptance 9/27/2009
381. Family Reunion -new- 4/27/2015
382. Farewell - Lincoln Park Zoo 9/15/2014
383. Fast Food 1/2/2008
384. Fasten For Foot 3/6/2013
385. Fat Rat Stat 3/10/2013
386. Fearless Felix 2/17/2013
387. Feathered Gay 5/25/2014
388. Featherology 1/11/2015
389. February 7/8/2013
390. Fed Up 1/20/2008
391. Federalized Poor 6/16/2014
392. Feeding 10/23/2007
393. Feel Like Talking 3/7/2009
394. Fem Lib Lewd 11/16/2013
395. Field Yield 2/27/2013
396. Fifty Years Later 1/18/2014
397. Final Cut 11/1/2007
398. Finally 4/4/2010
399. Fine Arts Frogs 6/21/2014
400. Fire In The Hole 11/4/2007
Best Poem of Ima Ryma

A Dog Of Few Words

A clerk said, 'Next in line - this way.'
A dog spoke up, 'I guess I am.'
'What can we do for you today? '
'I want to send a telegram.'
The clerk handed the dog a note.
'You'll have to write it out somehow.'
The dog took pen in teeth and wrote,
'Bow wow wow, bow wow wow, bow wow.'
The clerk read what the dog had penned.
'One to ten words have the same fees.'
'There's eight words now, so you can send'
'Another 'bow wow' if you please.'

'No, ' the dog said, 'Just between us, '
'One more would sound ridiculous.'

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Mystery Tree

The old dead tree stood on a hill,
An ugliness of jagged rot,
In looming form so dark and still
Against the sun - a lonely blot.
My folks had told me not to play
Around that tree; and so of course
I headed for it right away,
Drawn by its mysterious force.
There was an urge I would not stop.

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