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Spending Saturdays

It’s Saturday morning,
I think I should go for a jog.
Except I’m a little bit tired,
so maybe I’ll just walk the dog.

But he seems too hyper for walking,
He looks kind of hard to control.
So maybe I’ll leave him at home,
and go for a leisurely stroll.

But all of my socks are too dirty,
and all of my shoes are untied.
So maybe I’ll sit on the front porch,
Or maybe I’ll just stay inside.

I see that my kitty is purring,
and wants to nestle up on my lap.
It wouldn’t be right to prevent her
from getting her afternoon nap.

It’s comfortable here on the sofa,
My pillows are cozy and deep.
The weather is just perfect,
For a pizza and some sound sleep.

 

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Super Pets

 


 

I always dreamt of being a martial artist
But I couldn’t hit a punch
I wasn’t that fit, you know
My body ached  in doing a crunch

One day I thought of training my pets
I called them in the meeting room
To fulfill my foolish ambition
But they didn’t seem excited maybe due to inhibition?

Still, I trained my cat in karate.
My frog in kung fu.
I made sure my
hamster knew taekwondo.

I thought they’d be black belts soon
made them watch TV;
some Jason Statham movies,
and films with Bruce Lee and Jackie.

I made them practiced their punches,
their blocks, and their kicks
until they were masters
of martial arts tricks.

You’d think they’d be good now
at least guarding my house,
but, yesterday evening,
they ran from my mouse.

Oh boy! He’s a crack-up, my mouse.
I laughed at his prank.
Do you think it’s weird that
my mouse drives a tank?


 

PS: I’m not sure if you loved this little humorous poetry. Let me know your views in the comments section. I’ve tried writing something similar before. You can check out this poem ” Super Duck“. I hope you’ll find that one entertaining.

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One day when I woke up at night!


One cold, sunny day
When it was raining outside
the glorious dark brightness
was perky and sublime.

The midnight that evening-
the morning at noon –
was late in October
One May in June.

I sat where I stood
as I ran, lying still
Deep down in the abyss
Over the hill.

The fish in the tree
Were sleeping in their nests
Birds were swimming
As the sun rose from the west.

Raccoons playing trumpet
Ducks hunting crows
The people beside me
were swaying to and fro.

Yes, that’s what I saw
when my eyes were closed tight,
one cold, sunny day
on a rainy, snowy night.