Ima Ryma


Ima Ryma Poems

761. Mom And Son - Lincoln Park Zoo 9/29/2013
762. Mom Chose Me 2/27/2008
763. Monroeisms 3/4/2013
764. Monsters For Real 8/17/2008
765. Moon Landing Celebration 8/22/2014
766. Moonstruck 11/10/2011
767. Morale Booster 2/2/2013
768. More For Now 2/21/2013
769. More Penniesless 7/16/2013
770. More Wireless 3/2/2013
771. Morning Ritual 10/20/2007
772. Mother Gorilla - Lincoln Park Zoo 5/9/2014
773. Motherly Instinct 11/10/2007
774. Mr. And Mrs. Blyth - Lincoln Park Zoo 2/18/2015
775. Mrs. Ples 11/28/2013
776. Mruko - Lincoln Park Zoo 8/9/2014
777. Mummy Of John Wilkes Booth 3/9/2013
778. Murray Hall 9/28/2013
779. Music Made 1/6/2013
780. Music Makes Good 3/8/2013
781. Mutual Benefit 2/2/2014
782. Mwambura's Choice 11/8/2007
783. My Barber 12/26/2014
784. My Christmas Present 12/22/2007
785. My Constitution 7/25/2013
786. My Daddy Beats Me 2/5/2013
787. My Kind Of Town 12/15/2014
788. My Mary 11/15/2009
789. Myra - Lincoln Park Zoo 8/25/2013
790. Myra Rip - Lincoln Park Zoo 12/6/2014
791. Mystery Tree 10/18/2007
792. Myth Of Chupacabra 1/7/2014
793. Naked Mole Rat - Lincoln Park Zoo 10/20/2013
794. Name Changeover 7/4/2013
795. Name To Fame 5/10/2014
796. Nameover 11/4/2014
797. Nap Nab 4/8/2011
798. Napoleon R.I.P. 1/23/2013
799. Nasa Secret! 2/4/2013
800. Nature's Bride 2/5/2008
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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