A Saturday Poem - Irony and Satire?

“Remember when we drank coffee with the paper?”

by P.Byrnes @ New Yorker Magazine

 

 

All Good Things;

have to end

Off to a good start

I'm half way down the bottle

Forgot where I live

You did a good job

I asked for the one with worms

Bottom here's nothing

Through with funnies yet

Family Circle and Blondie

Good reading at work

Oh good dripped your Scotch

I wish you'd switch to vodka

Save your smell for home

Writer's Note:  I'm not so good with puns.

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
 - Cartoon from "The New Yorker" and copied from Magaly at the link below.  A couple reading the morning news.  They are inspiration to write, I used one cartoon of the three.
 - I'm linked with Magaly Guerrero in the Imaginary Garden  at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/05/weekend-mini-challenge-oh-poetic-irony.html?m=1
 - Magaly has asked for satire and irony, not agony.  But do notice each verse uses the word "good".  If you can find any tell me in a comment.

Friday -- a picnic poem

Picnic for Two

Pack your lunch and you come with me

We're going on a picnic now

I've a watermelon packed in ice

It's in the wagon with the rest

No need to cook just raid the fridge

You'll find things seem you hadn't known

A stranger must have put them there

Well share what we've found our surprise

Lemonade, apple pie and cheese

And a blanket are in the back seat

Mosquito spray and bathing suit

Got your suit and towel let us go

 
The way we went end at the beach or park  

Work family and older – Now it's all planned

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved

 - I am linked to Toni Spencer in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/05/lets-have-picnic-yall.html?m=1

 - Toni has asked for a picnic poem, short, preferably 200 words or less.  Mine is 100 words plus the title three.

Waiting for the end of May -- a Tuesday ditty

May Drinks;
 make way for June 

May's drink half way over
Her party ending
June bugs awakening
From a deep deep sleep
Cows are seeking new fields
Fresh bells this season

They're dancing to my tune, piano plays
We'll kick our heels
Summer drinks on ice

May counting for her end
Flower petals fall  
June polishing her halls
Weddings bring high bucks
Cows and their youngsters set
Calves weaned and ready

We're dancing to my tune, piano plays
We kick our heels
Summer drinks on ice
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with Rommy  in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/05/the-tuesday-platform-going-buggy.html 
 - Tuesday at the Imaginary Garden is open forum for any poem but if would like a start Rommmy suggested to Think Bugs.  That was the reason for the June Bugs that I mentioned in the first stanza.

 - I've posted a lot of "Not June Bugs" here, at "The June Bug Collection".

She loves me, she loves me not, she lo ...

Apart; love ingredient
here lingering

Apart in a world of togetherness

You're apart I'm apart Why couldn't we

Yes why couldn't we make togetherness

We both know it's lonesome out there apart

Count the ways and let us vote our choice

First and foremost is marriage Number One

Ingredients are love trust devotion

True love is the tricky one It just comes

 

Second in my book comes a shacking up

No strings attached just watch our P's and Q's

Helps to be true and devoted by both

And when there's love then why not a marriage

Two's wishy washy, there's a Thee  

We could play 'house' you're the wife me husband

Later it might be mommy and daddy

There could be a junior come any time

When the 'house' becomes a home vote again

Not apart never been I vote marriage

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019
 - I am linked with Marian in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/05/just-one-word-apart.html?m=1