John McCornack

Rookie (Yukon, Oklahoma)

The Creation Of John Mccornack - Poem by John McCornack

By the shores of Okie-homee,
By the dusty, sunburnt trailway,
Stood the wigwam of McCornack,
(Man-child of the corn-McCornack) .

Twas a time in days before-yee,
'Fore the earth's primordial goo days;
Days of frontier exploration,
(Days when men were men-the yore days) .

Brutal was the landscape'round him,
Cowboys, Indians, scorpions plenty,
Tumbleweed and snakes abounding;
Threat'ning life of John-McCornack

Learned to hunt when just a ba-bee.
Stalked the prairie dog and hen.
Bagged coyote for the table;
Fed the village well-McCornack.

Sporting youth in Okie-homee,
Searching for a game for skill
Dreamed up hoops for competition;
Taught his manly friends-the hoop-game.

Soon there was a statewide tour-nee.
Playing guard and forward jointly,
Whipped their butts in just two quarters.
(Named to hall of fame-McCornack.)

Enterprising was the teen-lad,
Throwing pots to sell to lnjuns.
Sold the rattles from the rattlers;
Sold them back to snakes-McCornack.

Enterprising was the man-lad.
Had a chain of roadside stands
Selling shares in oil wells local.
(Holes were long since dry-the oil holes.)

Standing on a dusty heap-ee,
Noting that his neck was red'ning,
Sighing that he'd done it all,
Climbed aboard a mule-McCornack.

To the west was Califor-nee,
To the south, New Orleans shoreline;
But the mule chose going northward,
Bearing Okie's son-McCornack.

Presented at my Caterpillar Retirement Party

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  • (6/17/2007 1:33:00 PM)

    Came in here as I've seen this name so now 'The Creation of' drew me in...Interesting write....Your name, last one, except for one letter is the same as my Grandfather [long gone] and his first name was John as well. the one different letter makes it very Irish....Happy Fathers Day...marci.m. :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 17, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 12, 2011


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