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Monthly Archives: September 2016

Isle of the Tiger

22 Thursday Sep 2016

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Bush Poetry, Nature, Sonnet

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australian formal poetry, Australian Marsupials, Australian poet, Australian traditional poetry, Bush Poetry, extinct marsupials, Extinct Tasmanian Tiger, Extinction, poem, poetry, sonnet, Tasmania, Tasmanian tiger, Tasmanian Tiger sightings, Tasmanian Wolf, thylacine, Thylacine sightings, Van Diemen's Land

I’m going away to Van Diemen’s Land
Where marsupials in the bush abide.
There I’ll search for scat, and for tracks in sand,
And I’ll wander the forests far and wide
For a fleeting glimpse of the tiger’s hide.
On the alpine slopes; in the grey-green hills;
To the east and west of the Great Divide,
There his fare he finds in the fresh road kills,
Or the slow or the stricken his belly fills.
But for those who say that the tiger’s dead;
That he hunts no more by the soaks and rills,
There’s a man I know, and this man he said
That the tiger’s death is a pack of lies,
For he’s seen the beast with his own two eyes.

Historical Thylacine footage

Recent possible sighting

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Cynical Limericks

20 Tuesday Sep 2016

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Humour

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Alexander the Great and Diogenes, Ancient Greece, Australian poet, Corinth, Diogenes of Sinope, Diogenes the Cynic, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

A Giant Shadow

Alexander the Great (what a man!)
To Diogenes said: “I’m a fan!”
Said the Cynic: “Look son,
You are blocking the sun,
And I’m trying to get a great tan.”

Corinthian Corruption

Diogenes carried a light
In the daytime – no not in the night.
He looked high and low
But wherever he’d go
No honest men came within sight.

Mini Mobile Home

He slept in a pot made of clay,
And he rolled it around every day.
It was quite a tight squeeze
But old Diogenes
Said: ”It’s cramped, but I like it that way.”

Countdown

19 Monday Sep 2016

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Satire

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Australian poet, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

Smoke rises above New York City;
When cultures collide it ain’t pretty.
Some people don’t mix.
The timer it ticks.
It promised so much – such a pity.

Hillary the Redeemer

19 Monday Sep 2016

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Satire

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Australian poet, Hillary's deplorables, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

Poor soul – hey, may I intervene?
You’re deplorable, clearly obscene.
Lend an ear – I am wise,
And I’ll tell you no lies –
Vote for me, I will save the unclean.

Truth Bombs

19 Monday Sep 2016

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Satire

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Australian poet, Islamic infiltration, Islamic State, Islamization, jihad, Jihadists, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, New York bombings, poem, poetry

Don’t say it was terror! Be fairer!
No! Never describe bombs as terror.
Say: “Twenty nine hurt,
But no terror alert.”
Or else your report is in error.

Incognito

14 Wednesday Sep 2016

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Satire

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Australian poet, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

Where’s Hillary? – She’s disappeared.
Oh no! She has done what we feared!
Transitioned her sex;
Inflated her pecs;
Grown a penis, moustache and full beard.

Clinton the Clown

12 Monday Sep 2016

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Satire

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Australian poet, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

Trump, she portrays as a joker;
Pokes fun at him – who is this poker?
An erratic clown
Who’s hard to pin down;
To “Great”, she prefers “mediocre”.

The Joys of Multiculturalism

12 Monday Sep 2016

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Satire

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Australian poet, ISIS, islam, islamic Terrorism, Islamization, jihad, Jihadists, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Multiculturalism failure, poem, poetry

It’s not English we hear when they talk.
Pretty soon there won’t be any pork,
And there’s no integration;
No sense of a nation;
It’s not safe to go for a walk.

Sydney Stabbing

Hillary Apologises

11 Sunday Sep 2016

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Satire

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Australian poet, Hillary Clinton, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

I admit that my Bill’s whoreable,
And my campaign so far’s snoreable,
But I shouldn’t have said
You rednecks are brain-dead
Ignoramuses – deplorable.

Limping to November

11 Sunday Sep 2016

Posted by Dennis N. O'Brien in Satire

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Australian poet, Hillary Clinton, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

In the foot Hillary was just shot,
For she said something silly – the clot.
Said in one of her fits
Half Trump voters are shits.
Mrs. Clinton is losing the plot.

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