| Humor Poetry
posted November 30, 2021 |
My salute to Dr. Seuss
In the land of Vooty-Var
A left-handed Heebell dwelled.
He was tall and lean and though he was clean,
his long-toed Hee-feet both smelled.
Though he tried sprays and soaps each day,
and stuffed his Hee-feet in shoes,
All the Heebellers, both Hee-gals and Hee-fellers,
Got his Hee-feet and skunk scent confused.
There were no doc-bells In Vooty-Var
Who could help with the odious odor
So the left-handed, tall, clean Heebell left,
Headed out on his Vooty Floatboater.
His Floatboater bounced over wave after wave
'Til the Vooty-Var Heebell made landfall
And there in shacks made of duct tape and tacks
found a commune of orange-haired Bandal.
The Bandal came out and there could be no doubt
That the left-handed Heebell was different.
Instead of repelled, as all the Heebelled,
his odor the Bandal attracted.
"What is the smell?" the head Bandal yelled,
And the Heebell's head hung, so ashamed.
The Bandal sniffed air and started to stare
At the Heebell who was to be blamed.
The Bandal, named Ogus, said, "I thinks I smells Rogus,
Tho' I hasn't in ages and ages.
We've tried recreation through the whole Bandal nation,
With all of our wise men and sages.
But that scent was lost when a hurricane crossed
and blew the sweet smell out to sea.
We've mourned and we've cried, we've prayed and we've tried,
But the Rogus smell wasn't to be.
And then, in the breeze, usually sand, surf and trees
Twitching my nose seemed to start.
And the scent of your feet, which is really elite,
Made my throat have to hold back my heart.
It came in through the pane of my window again,
and filled up my orange Band-bedroom
I couldn't believe, my chest started to heave
As I breathed in the Rogus perfume."
At his words the astonished Heebell looked up,
Shocked and pleased and amazed.
He noticed the faces of Bandal were dazed,
Mouths smiling, nose twitching, eyes glazed.
"In Vooty-Var," he confessed with a blush
"my feet were the source of disdain.
I've had Heebells cry, scream, curse, and die
The smell of my feet caused such pain."
The Bandal could not understand this, of course,
And begged the tall Heebell to stay.
"We'll make you a hut of Band-aids and such,
and we'll feed you cupcakes every day!"
And that's how a Heebell used his Vooty-Floatboater
To leave his homeland, Vooty-var.
He now sits in a chair with his feet in the air
And his job is the new Bandal Czar.
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Rhyming Poem contest entry
Yes, a lot of made-up words! I've attempted to read this for you, so check out the audio button above the image for a good laugh. YOu know that when you wrote it and even YOU have issues saying it quickly, it's either Thing One or Thing Two. (Please pardon the Cat in the Hat reference! I couldn't resist...)
Hope you enjoy!
Vooty-Var (sounds like booty-bar, but with a v at the beginning. lol
Heebell - Hee' bell
Bandal - band - all
See? Simple!
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