Tuesday, May 17, 2011


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Once, when I was a little lad,
It happened I'd done something bad.
So the Vicar asked me round to tea,
And spoke, with stern sobriety,
About his life as a boy in school
Where he had learned the golden rule.
He told me he'd never picked a quarrel,
Being so utterly, utterly moral.
He said that he would always look
For guidance to the Holy Book.
And, true, I saw it there myself,
Prominent on his shining shelf.
But further along I also found
Another tome, all leather bound.........
If you're going to steal from the library
Don't leave the sticker for all to see!


Beady eye at the ready.
On my perch, very steady.
Little twitch, little squirm.
Ah! a snake! Or a worm!
Barbecue down below.
That's from where all blessings flow.
Human beings having fun
Make a feast for everyone.
Drop a sausage! Throw a chip!
Please make this a worthwhile trip!
Any morsel will suffice
In this kookaburra Paradise!


Anonymous said...

I love the story you chose to tell. They are both great! My magpie: http://verseinanutshell.wordpress.com/2011/05/16/open-book/

Anonymous said...

Genius of a poem!

Donna B. said...

Both excellent examples of your abundant talent!

Kay L. Davies said...

Delightful, Brenda! I noticed the library book there, too.
— K

Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel

Kathe W. said...

both are great- love to read what you come up with! Cheers!

M. A. S. said...

Two great poems. And I've never seen a picture of a kookaburra.

Anonymous said...

Fabulously witty as always. Wondering what that book could have been? :O)

Helen said...

Pure and utter delight ~ both poems. In my youth our girl scout troop sang a wonderful ditty about a kookaburra sitting in an old gum tree. I can still sing it ... almost 60 years later.

Liz Rice-Sosne said...

Your words flow so naturally as if they simply pour from you. I like both of these poems immensely.

Margaret Pangert said...

Great satire, Brenda! Ah, yes, the Dewey Decimal system--that betrayer!
Love the cadence of these two poems as well as the ironic use of "That's from where all blessings flow!"
I read your profile--you have lived and are living a very interesting life!
Best, Margaret

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Brenda I concur with previous comments - a genius of a post!

Rhyming not contrived at all - flows naturally.


Anna :o]

Other Mary said...

Ha - love your humor!

Helena said...

I love these! The first one in particular.....those library books that see themselves out the door, eh?

~T~ said...

What fun!

lucychili said...

nice light rhythm =)

The Blog of Bee said...

I wonder how many of us have at last one book that was never returned?! A great read.