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Some Staff Poetry for your enjoyment: 

Alone it falls

 

The lonely snowflake

Formed by chance,

To perform a dance

In the Winter air.

 

A flake of beauty

Crystalline,

Daughter

Of the Winter King.

 

Floating to and fro,

Frosted here,

Wind sheer,

Tumbling down.

 

Touches a child’s finger

Cold felt,

Warmth melt

Into an angels tear.

 

The child smiles.

Thoughts of some

More to come.

A gift of Winter snow.

 

© 1999 Philip G. Bell

Catalepsy

 

Once I saw a big, big cat

I asked are you a Lion?

He said, “Why yes, I am just that.”

But I think he was a Lyin’

 

I also saw another one

I asked are you a cheetah?

He said, “Why yes, I am my son.

At cards I’ll always beat ya.”

 

So do not trust the big cats

They are not what they seem;

Just stick your fingers in your ears

And very loudly scream!

 

© 2000 Philip G. Bell

Gently Watching

 

Gently watch the sleeping
For they are blessed at rest
Gently watch them breathing
For you are but a guest

But think a gentle thought
Or smile a gentle smile
Just be a gentle person
As you go that gentle mile

For what goes around, will come around
And as you gently sleep
The watchers in their wisdom
Your soul will gently keep.

Copyright 2000: Philip G. Bell

Billy Bertrand Barrington Bear

 

Billy Bertrand Barrington Bear

Walks with his head, held high in the air

And gives the impression, that he doesn’t care

That his name is B.B. Barrington Bear

 

Billy Bertrand Barrington Bear

Is proud of his name, and I wouldn’t dare

To give him a nickname, it wouldn’t be fair

To Billy Bertrand Barrington Bear

 

Billy Bertrand Barrington Bear

Is always careful to brush his hair

He’s so smart, it makes folk stare

At Billy Bertrand Barrington Bear

 

Billy Bertrand Barrington Bear

Is very unusual and exceedingly rare

And you’d never expect to see a pair

Like Billy Bertrand Barrington Bear

 

Billy Bertrand Barrington Bear

Follows me just everywhere

And does it with such grace and flair

That’s Billy Bertrand Barrington Bear

 

© 2000 Philip G. Bell

Crazy Farm

 

A cat upon a hot tin roof

Danced with a cow that raised a hoof

And asked if the cat would marry her

And all the cat would say is Purr!

 

The farmer hearing such a din

Upon his roof said it was a sin

That animals would behave this way

Upon his roof in the heat of the day

 

He called his wife to see the fuss

But she had left for town upon the bus

So he chased them off by grabbing a broom

Round the yard and into a room

 

Where the cat meowed and the Cow did Moo

And the farmer screamed Shoo, shoo, shoo

Until at last he got them out

And then let go with a victory shout

 

The Cat sprung back on the roof outside

The cow followed after, where else could it hide

And the farmers rushing out from being inside

Just sat down and he cried and he cried.

 

His wife came home she had bought a fiddle

She gave it to the cat and asked it a riddle

The cat just laughed in a catty kind of way

The cow then asked if the cat could play

 

At that the cat played such a wonderful tune

That the cow then said it was over the moon

The farmers’ dog laughed at all this fun

And the farmer collapsed from too much sun

Copyright 2000 Philip G. Bell

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