The husband is the King

According to the Bible

Without Adam’s rib

Would women be viable?

I am certain Jonas pondered

This exact same theme 

On his travails

After eschewing his wife’s advice

And ending  up

Marooned

Inside the Whale’s entrails

The moral of the Ancient tale?

Before setting sail

Check the Gale

My dog ate my homework
 
He doesn't know what he's done
 
He's forced me to defend myself 

With what is essentially a pun

I asked him why'd he do it 

He started licking his butt

It angered me more 

This non-explanation 

For my rut

I yelled at him fiercely 

Coupled with a mean stare

He cocked up his leg 

And peed on the chair

I asked him 

Hadn't I always given him?

Chicken soup for the soul 

He barked at me once 

Then pushed forward his bowl

I told him 

This was unacceptable behavior 

And I would put away 

Forever!

His leash with "Sparky" 

Monikered strap

He jumped up on my sofa 

Undeterred 

And settled in for 

His mid-morning nap

My sons eyes opened wide 

When I pulled on the slide

On the airplanes 

Opening door partition

I had took the time 

Without being sublime

To explain the Reith Family's 

Thanksgiving tradition 

Maybe he had thought it pure jest 

His bulging eyes processed

As his parachute opened 

His twisting face wore a look of derision

His body had spun 

His look registered stunned!

Like this was some kind of 

Unreasonable decision?

It was expected of the youngest born 

Before Thanksgiving morn

To bring back from the nearest forest 

A bird

After a mighty and fierce war 

With piles of blood spilled 

Galore!

He put on a look 

That I mistook 

As if my demands 

Are patently absurd

After the last desperate howl 

Of the game but defeated fowl 

He would drag the beast back 

To where we were currently living 

And as hard as he was able 

Slam it down!

On the dinner table

And holler loudly

For all to hear!

To All!  

A Happy Thanksgiving!

Close your eyes 

And you will find

Consciousness reigns 

Inside the mind

The Physical world 

Has many laws

You trump them all

When you ask 

Because?

A computer can computate 

Different algorithms 

But it simply can't 

Make complex decisions

The Universe resides 

In your own mind

Find the Light 

And you will shine

If wishes were horses

Than beggars might ride

Then men would not intend

To be as lions

Vanquishing another’s pride

If wishes were horses

Than beggars might ride

Then men

Would be the Emperor penguin

Braving the winter cold

To stand by his hatchling’s side

If wishes were horses

Than beggars might ride

Then sin

Would vanish in the wind

Crushed by eagles talons

As they fly

If wishes were horses

Than beggars might ride

Then men would be heaven sent

And the violence would subside

When the dark moon arises

And the neon signs 

Beckon you to stare 

Do you venture out 

Into this strange 

Consumer shopping world 

Where ravenous shopping zombies 

Await if you dare

It is only for the very bold 

And strongest 

Those who can get pushed around 

Without the slightest of care 

But if you make it through 

This frenzied aisled gauntlet

There awaits mega riches 

Beyond all compare

You have waited all year 

For this precise moment 

Through many hardships 

You have struggled 

Yet survived

You will prevail! 

Set your sale

Ladies and Gentleman

Bon Voyage! 

Black Friday

The Shopping High Day 

At last

Alas has arrived!

Imagine being surrounded 

By flies

Big surprise 

I surmise

Now Imagine 

Being getup 

In a doo-doo disguise

Which wouldn't be wise

Seeing that your surrounded by flies

Of various size 

With Big Eyes 

That Multiplies

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!

Does anyone hear my cries!


Copyright © Donald Reith | Year Posted

Aye here's a man

Plenty were moved to beseech

You didn’t want to meet

On your day at the beach

The Americas were all

Within his Reach

He spilled more Blood

Than a Million Carnivorous Leech

Goes by the Name of Edward Teach

The Royal Land of Britain

Is Where He was Reared

For all Seafarers Very Feared

Soil your Bottom’s

If it’s His Name You Heared

The Long-braided Pirate

Who was known as Blackbeard

Why have you forsaken us?

O season of bloom

What manner of transformation 

Do you seek?

Your concealing actions

In these cloud swept skies

Speaks to deception my Lord

As your humble servant

I beg of you

To please return 

To your former constitution

Which bringeth not only I

But the beasts of burden 

And all the buzzing creatures

Plus the wondrous soaring birds

Swooping in like rabble-rousers 

To a long lost love!

Happiness!

Hear our cries

O season of hope

And bring forth your glory

Your Manifest Destiny

To bring life and sustenance

To us all

Pay

By the way

Is strictly passe!

Overheard by the overworked toiler in the uptown cafe

Be above the fray! 

Exclaimed the banker as he ordered his cheese souffle'

Don't bray!

Horses eat hay

Their job is to run 

While others 

Sit on the foal's back 

For play

Imagine their day!