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Poem I learned as a kid.

wiplashwiplash Member Posts: 7,145 ✭✭
edited April 2015 in General Discussion
One bright day in the middle of the night, two dead boy's got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other, pulled they're swords and shot each other.
A deaf policeman heard the noise, and came and shot those two dead boy's.
If you don't believe this lie is true, ask the blind man, he saw it too.
There is no such thing as Liberal Men, only Liberal Women with Penises.'

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  • Laredo LeftyLaredo Lefty Member Posts: 13,451 ✭✭✭
    edited November -1
    I remember that same poem from about 55 years ago.
  • shooter10shooter10 Member Posts: 461 ✭✭✭
    edited November -1
    This hung in a cafe we went to in the 1960's:

    "cvillderdegotowsandbuzzesinaronojodemistruxsumascauzandsumasdux"

    (See Bill. There they go. Thousand buses in a row. No, Joe, them is
    trucks. Some has cows and some has ducks)
  • gruntledgruntled Member Posts: 8,218 ✭✭
    edited November -1
    One dark day in the middle of the night two dead boys got up to fight,
    One was blind & the other couldn't see so they chose the Devil as the referee,
    Back to back they faced each other drew their swords & shot each other,
    A deaf policeman heard the noise & came in & shot the two dead boys.

    I heard it well over sixty years ago.
  • BrookwoodBrookwood Member, Moderator Posts: 13,771 ******
    edited November -1
    I remember both of those versions of the two dead boy poems as a kid back in the late 50's early 60's. A few other's from my fading memory banks......There once was a man from Tunaco, who smoked cigarettes by the stacko, when he was dead, they cut open his head, and found a plug of tobacco......There once was a man from Belair, who didn't have very much hair, someone put glue in the old man's shampoo, and it took off the rest he had there....... Gene Gene made a machine, Joe Joe made it go, Art Art let a fart and blew the damn thing all apart.......Hey kid, what's your name? My name is Don Diego Yago Delavegos Corpus Morpus Cheeko Freako Fernandez Junior.
  • NeoBlackdogNeoBlackdog Member Posts: 17,273 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November -1
    There once was a man from Euclair
    Who liked to do 'it' on the stair
    When the bannister broke
    He doubled his stroke
    And finished her off in the air!

    I think I first learned that when I was about 10,
    and had no clue what it was about![:o)]
  • hillbillehillbille Member Posts: 14,458 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November -1
    quote:Originally posted by NeoBlackdog
    There once was a man from Euclair
    Who liked to do 'it' on the stair
    When the bannister broke
    He doubled his stroke
    And finished her off in the air!

    I think I first learned that when I was about 10,
    and had no clue what it was about![:o)]




    ever figure it out????????????????[;)]
  • NeoBlackdogNeoBlackdog Member Posts: 17,273 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November -1
    quote:Originally posted by hillbille
    quote:Originally posted by NeoBlackdog
    There once was a man from Euclair
    Who liked to do 'it' on the stair
    When the bannister broke
    He doubled his stroke
    And finished her off in the air!

    I think I first learned that when I was about 10,
    and had no clue what it was about![:o)]




    ever figure it out????????????????[;)]



    Nope.[;)]
  • 11b6r11b6r Member Posts: 16,584 ✭✭✭
    edited November -1
    CDDUX
    M8DUX
    OSAR
    CDWANGS
    O-MRDUX

    Try it with a south pronunciation.
  • kimikimi Member Posts: 44,719 ✭✭✭
    edited November -1
    Punchline to the first joke about train times, a md puddle, and bananas that my father told me when I was six: In at eight, out at nine, azzhole deep, and three for a dime.

    Two from Grandma at age two wit both acted out:

    Paper hat, paper collar, put my hands in my pockets and I ain't got a dollar.

    While buttoning a shirt from bottom to top- Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, doctor, lawyer, Indian Chief.

    Another from Dad: Chickens on the car and the car won't go, that's how you spell Chicago.
    What's next?
  • BrookwoodBrookwood Member, Moderator Posts: 13,771 ******
    edited November -1
    Now that just reminded me of another......ABCD PUPPIES LMNO PUPPIES AR2CMPN
  • Ford 23Ford 23 Member Posts: 3,129
    edited November -1
    This thread woke up some old old memory cells. Enjoyed
  • asopasop Member Posts: 9,019 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November -1
    Wasn't there also a man from Kent[:D]
  • wiz1997wiz1997 Member Posts: 1,051 ✭✭
    edited November -1
    I knew a girl whose name was "Stella"[:D]
  • He DogHe Dog Member Posts: 51,593 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November -1
    Here is the one my mom recited to me as a kid

    The Moo Cow Moo




    My papa held me up to the Moo Cow Moo
    So close I could almost touch,
    And I fed him a couple of times or so,
    And I wasn't a fraidy-cat, much.

    But if my papa goes in the house,
    And my mamma she goes in too,
    I keep still like a little mouse
    For the Moo Cow Moo might Moo.

    The Moo Cow's tail is a piece of rope
    All ravelled out where it grows;
    And it's just like feeling a piece of soap
    All over the Moo Cow's nose.

    And the Moo Cow Moo has lots of fun
    Just switching his tail about,
    But if he opens his mouth, why then I run,
    For that's where the Moo comes out.

    The Moo Cow Moo has deers on his head,
    And his eyes stick out of their place,
    And the nose of the Moo Cow Moo is spread
    All over the Moo Cow's face.

    And his feet are nothing but fingernails,
    And his mamma don't keep them cut,
    And he gives folks milk in water pails,
    When he don't keep his handles shut.

    But if you or I pull his handles, why
    The Moo Cow Moo says it hurts,
    But the hired man sits down close by
    And squirts, and squirts, and squirts.
  • wpagewpage Member Posts: 10,201 ✭✭✭
    edited November -1
    The Ode of Barnacle Bill the Sailor...

    "Well I just got paid and I come to get..."[:o)]
  • ChrisInTempeChrisInTempe Member Posts: 15,562
    edited November -1
    Some good stuff up there alright [:)]

    As a boy I had to learn a poem and recite it in class. I picked Gunga Din, by Rudyard Kipling. Possibly because it was the first book with a poem I found in the house.

    I was encouraged to watch some old movie and pick up the British accents in it. Don't recall the movies, some late night stuff.

    Got a little ways with that, but then discovered John Wayne movies from his early days were also on late nights.

    So I learned Gunga Din and practiced the accent...

    John Wayne's that is.

    Teacher had no imagination about it, none at all. Was not pleased in the least.

    Ah well, the class reaction alone was worth it. [}:)]
  • Mk 19Mk 19 Member Posts: 8,170
    edited November -1
    I had this in my room while growing up:

    "Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
    And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
    Sunward I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds -
    and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of -
    wheeled and soared and swung high in the sunlit silence.
    Hovering there I've chased the shouting wind along
    and flung my eager craft through footless halls of air.
    "Up, up the long delirious burning blue
    I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace,
    where never lark, or even eagle, flew;
    and, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
    the high untrespassed sanctity of space,
    put out my hand and touched the face of God."
  • discusdaddiscusdad Member Posts: 11,427 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November -1
    my favorite poem growing up was FLEAS....adam had em
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