A Tiny Minority

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Australian poet, Man-eating sharks, poem, poetry, Tiny minorities, Triolet

A Tiny Minority

Leave sharks alone! They mostly don’t eat men!
The few that do we must re-educate.
I feel I have to make that point again –
Leave sharks alone! They mostly don’t eat men!
Out of a thousand sharks no more than ten
Eat people, so stop spreading your shark-hate!
Leave sharks alone! They mostly don’t eat men!
The few that do we must re-educate.

– D.N. O’Brien

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Elephantitis

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Australian poet, Elephant in the room, Formal poetry, poem, poetry, Triolet

Elephantitis

Let’s face the facts – we need a bigger room.
The elephants have formed into a herd.
Should they stampede then it would spell our doom.
Let’s face the facts – we need a bigger room.
This meagre space must not become our tomb!
(Though elephants are neither seen nor heard.)
Let’s face the facts – we need a bigger room.
The elephants have formed into a herd.

Dead Politicians

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Arthur Hoey Davis, Australian poet, Australian traditional poetry, Dad and Dave, Dead politicians, Formal poetry, On our selection, poem, poetry, Steele Rudd, Triolet

Dead Politicians

{“𝘚𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘵, 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘚𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥, 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘛𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥. 𝘗𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 …” Steele Rudd (Arthur Hoey Davis)}

Now dead, the politician’s a great guy;
Although he was a cretin when alive.
To be transformed the real man had to die.
Now dead, the politician’s a great guy.
He was a saint, he never told a lie;
And that’s the legacy that will survive.
Now dead, the politician’s a great guy;
Although he was a cretin when alive.

– D.N. O’Brien

Commuzombies

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Australian poet, Communism, Marxists, poem, poetry, Triolet, Zombie ideologies, Zombies

Commuzombies

We killed off communism once again;
But then we turned around and it was back.
And so we fought it, knocked it down, and then,
We killed off communism once again.
But soon the fiend came crawling from its den;
And so we bashed its skull, and heard it crack.
We killed off communism once again;
But then we turned around and it was back.

Dimwits

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Anthropogenic Global Warming, Australian poet, Man-made Climate Change scam, poem, poetry, Triolet

Dimwits

It’s rather hot – would you please dim the Sun?
Thank goodness that we have climate control.
(Although of course it costs the Earth to run.)
It’s rather hot – would you please dim the Sun?
Although it’s summer, sweltering’s no fun –
The ice, they say, is melting at each pole.
It’s rather hot – would you please dim the Sun?
Thank goodness that we have climate control.

Scientists to Dim the Sun

Cannabusiness #1

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Australian poet, Canada legalizes marijuana, poem, poetry, Triolet

Cannabusiness #1

In Canada they’re legalizing weed.
It’s best to dull the discontented brains.
Yes, of sedation there’s a pressing need.
In Canada they’re legalizing weed.
It’s naught to do with profit or with greed.
There are no thoughts of monetary gains.
In Canada they’re legalizing weed.
It’s best to dull the discontented brains.

Triolet #1

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Australian poet, flammeus gladius, Formal poetry, poem, poetry, Tom Riley - poet, Triolet

Triolet #1

Tom Riley writes these damn things all the time!
I’m trying hard to write a triolet.
I’m working hard on rhythm and on rhyme.
Tom Riley writes these damn things all the time!
And his I have to say are quite sublime,
While this is not – I’m working up a sweat.
Tom Riley writes these damn things all the time!
I’m trying hard to write a triolet.

Flammeus Gladius