Monday, June 06, 2011

For Actonbell, a rededication.

The poets pen the names of God,
And journalists will tally fraud,
Maps gather information
From strange soils explorers trod.

But what becomes of humorists,
Sardonic ropes of hemp in twists?
What brings their syncopations
Back for indexing in lists?

Who hears where the laughter goes-
When chuckles fade and snorts echo?
Does the devil reap it for decoration
In Hell? Only Heaven knows.

For my part, I'm here, I'll do my best
To make Sharyl laugh, (and all the rest.)
If I'm facing deportation
From this blog, I here attest:

Though funny I may no more be
And rhyming gets the best of me,
By diligence and application
To blog may yet be here in me.

Yes, think of Koko, gorilla caged,
Lacking speech, but from young age
Through persistent education,
Learned ASL without turning a page.

And I have friends, some fruit and Blogspot
Plus free expression ('til I'm caught)
If all it takes is concentration
Then boil me some tea to cross, perhaps an aye to dot.

So I reintroduce now Doug Drones On,
Though sometimes here and sometimes gone
Until blogging or I one day depart the nation.
(Posting may by neglect grow short unlike my front lawn.)

For is Koko really not like me?
Or trekkers, scribes, riffraffery?
Great ape, now, my invocation-
I'll try to write a joke or three
If not daily, then monthly,
Help me write for friends to see
Be my primate inspiration,
And quit shaking the family tree!

15 comments:

Ariel the Thief said...

Actonbell, this very tree is not that easy to topple, especially not with your weight. It was a nice shaking. :)

You'll always be a blogger, Doug. (Among many other things you are.)

Jenn said...

You are a rhyming God, Doug.

I mean really...how can you stay away from us?

Doug The Una said...

Actonbell, I'm a pretty good typist, aren't I? You're welcome.

Ariel, A blogger and an ape. Thanks.

Jenn, it's just a stutter.

Exactly, Actonbell! Then we could talk about her some too.

TLP said...

Nothing will be sweetier than daddy dear

Changing diapers with a *smile and a tear

For the fumes from a big poo

Rise up to meet the eyes, oh my, they do

So, drone on you dawg you.

*might be a grimace

cooper said...

Bravo indeed.


Welcome back, for now, never or whenever.

Hobbes said...

Good to see you back. And Koko was a great Captist.

Doug The Una said...

TLP, already a grimace.

Thanks, Coop.

Thank you, Hobbes.

Russell CJ Duffy said...

If God rode a motor bike it would be a Harley and if he had a gang you would be the leader.

Keep on writing. Keep on blogging.

k. riggs gardner said...

"Two Mexicans have been lost in the desert for weeks. At death's door, they see a tree in the distance. As they get nearer they see that it's draped with rasher upon rasher of bacon ... "

tsduff said...

How did I miss this? Excellent - and good reading Doug!

But the last laugh was TLP xoxo

Anonymous said...

Hey Doug, I had forgotten to peek over here this month! Sorry I'm so late. But I will say a bit to you anyway

"Plus free expression" as long as you aren't skimpily clad it seems. Ask ex-Congressman Weiner about that.

I do know where the laughter, chuuckles and snort go. They are just ahead of the e-mail or blog entry that you and the rest of us have deleted. Age before beauty. XD
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Jim said...

"Anonymous" above is me, Jim. I have no idea of why it said that. Jim had the blue dot, not Anonymous . Just like this one.
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k. riggs gardner said...

Poison Ivy
(Lieber/Stoller)

"...You're gonna need an ocean
of calamine lotion
You'll be scratching like a hound
the minute you start to mess around..."


The Rolling Stones. Released in the US on More Hot Rocks in 1972.
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The Editor said...

Just in case anyone is confused, I have a near octogenarian commenter at my blog who believes Governor Rick Perry of Texas is a pest control technician.

Doug The Una said...

Russel, the Apostle, Hellhound?

Karen, I see we're sharing emails again.

Thanks, Terry. We all kind of get to be funny in as much as TLP chooses to let us.

That's funny, Jim.

Karen, that would be Tom Delay.