Ima Ryma Poems
|1761.||Myth Of Chupacabra||1/7/2014|
|1765.||Soccer No Sale||8/7/2014|
|1767.||How Not To Play War||1/28/2015|
|1769.||I Sonnet You||1/23/2014|
|1770.||Joey - Lincoln Park Zoo||12/8/2013|
|1771.||Navajo Code Talkers||11/14/2010|
|1772.||One Last Gift||1/8/2013|
|1774.||Iraq In History||8/2/2014|
|1777.||Penguins And Planes||8/14/2013|
|1779.||Cuban Missile Crisis||2/16/2013|
|1782.||Flying Carpet Of Solomon||2/25/2015|
|1784.||Cold Turkey Or Else||10/30/2007|
|1788.||A Dog Of Few Words||10/18/2007|
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.'
The powers that be picked a site
Across the field from a playground.
A plant was built, shiny and bright,
Guaranteed to be safe and sound.
As the neighborhood children played,
Across the field in profit haste,
The plant owners were getting paid
To dispose of hazardous waste.
The plant shut down after a year.