Trust me when I say you'll need a couple hours of free time and some java just to finish the complete series. It's loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong!
there stood a man named Iowa Pup.
He had come upon a fence one day,
it was aged, worn, and covered with clay.
He let the fence be,
and traveled back to his home by the sea.
That night, before his slumber,
he thought where did it lead, that line of lumber.
The very next morning he filled his pack,
with some spring water and a healthy snack.
He traveled from his home by the sea,
and returned to the fence he let be.
At that exact minute of that exact day,
Iowa traveled from his home to far and away.
He took his first step of his new journey,
unknowing of the strange things he would see.
He walked ahead, taking some rest,
occasionally he would stop to enjoy a chicken breast.
Before his slumber, he thought again,
where did the fence lead and where did it end.
He asked this question sun down and sun up,
this unanswered question vexed Iowa Pup.
One sunny day our Iowa Pup,
spotted a man sipping tea from a silver cup.
So Iowa walked over there,
bu before he could speak, the man was thin air.
Then Iowa heard a sudden plop,
he saw the silver cup and a note that read Stop.
He ignored this warning,
and continued his morning.
He continued getting lost in some thought,
when all of the sudden it became dreadfully hot.
He walked further and saw a man,
he was standing by a fire and a large caravan.
So Iowa asked what is your name,
and the man answered I am Johnny Flame.
Iowa just stood and gave him a look,
a look you wouldn't find in any other book.
Johnny's eyes shined as if he had an idea,
then said hey kid give me a hand why don't ya!
So Johnny walked up to his large caravan,
and pulled out a lighter and a large oil can.
Then he said hey kid grab some of that hay,
and we'll burn down this fence all covered with clay.
So Iowa Pup did just that,
and gathered some hay and made it a mat.
Everything was according to plan,
from the hay to the lighter to the large oil can.
All of the sudden our Iowa Pup,
watched his friend Johnny get eaten up.
As Johnny lit the oil can,
a fire shot up and devoured the man.
Iowa screamed and ran from the place,
he had a terrified look on his face.
He ran without stopping,
no jogging no hopping.
Then he started to settle down,
and he saw up ahead what looked like clown.
As Iowa came up,
an astonishing discovery was made by Iowa Pup.
A voice called heh kid, yeah you over there,
how would you like to be a trillionaire?
As quickly as he had heard it, Iowa was there,
asking how to become a trillionaire.
There are many strange ways to become a trillionaire,
but Iowa was asked to eat a golden eclair.
The man said I do declare,
there has been no one as dumb as to eat my eclair.
You see you are no longer a trillionaire,
because you ate my golden eclair.
That delight cost me a billion,
so that minus that gives you a million.
Iowa quickly returned to a fence,
and traveled north, which to him made sense.
It had been a week and a day,
since Iowa Pup followed that fence all covered with clay.
One windy night our Iowa Pup,
spotted a man sipping tea from a silver cup.
As Iowa walked over there,
the man vanished into thin air.
Then Iowa thought back and said is there one man or two,
or was he just experiencing deja' vu.
As before he heard a plop,
and saw the same silver cup and the same note that said Stop.
In the morning he traveled long,
daydreaming and singing a cheery song.
Along the way he stopped for a nap,
and woke up early and took a look at his map.
He thought to himself, where is it I stand,
by a river in China or in a field in Dutch land.
He traveled on until he saw a shack,
it was painted red, white, and slightly black.
He walked inside and saw two women,
dressed up nice in the finest linen.
One woman smiled and said how may I help you,
what problem do you need us to tend to.
The other woman said our cheese is fine,
we also have great selection of expensive wine.
Iowa asked do you have a bunk,
one answered yes, we keep them stuffed in a trunk.
When they pulled out the bunk, Iowa went right to sleep,
when he woke up he gave a sudden leap.
He found that both women were in his bed,
how did they get there Iowa said.
If Iowa was smart he would of looked all over the shack,
and found two helpful words that said Stay Back!!
He put on his clothes and ran through the door,
and went back to the place he was before.
There is so much to write about Iowa Pup,
for now I must get a new pen and refill my silver cup.
Poetry by andre10
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Written on 2007-10-27 at 15:46
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The Never Ending Fence Part 1
Many years ago when the world was rising upthere stood a man named Iowa Pup.
He had come upon a fence one day,
it was aged, worn, and covered with clay.
He let the fence be,
and traveled back to his home by the sea.
That night, before his slumber,
he thought where did it lead, that line of lumber.
The very next morning he filled his pack,
with some spring water and a healthy snack.
He traveled from his home by the sea,
and returned to the fence he let be.
At that exact minute of that exact day,
Iowa traveled from his home to far and away.
He took his first step of his new journey,
unknowing of the strange things he would see.
He walked ahead, taking some rest,
occasionally he would stop to enjoy a chicken breast.
Before his slumber, he thought again,
where did the fence lead and where did it end.
He asked this question sun down and sun up,
this unanswered question vexed Iowa Pup.
One sunny day our Iowa Pup,
spotted a man sipping tea from a silver cup.
So Iowa walked over there,
bu before he could speak, the man was thin air.
Then Iowa heard a sudden plop,
he saw the silver cup and a note that read Stop.
He ignored this warning,
and continued his morning.
He continued getting lost in some thought,
when all of the sudden it became dreadfully hot.
He walked further and saw a man,
he was standing by a fire and a large caravan.
So Iowa asked what is your name,
and the man answered I am Johnny Flame.
Iowa just stood and gave him a look,
a look you wouldn't find in any other book.
Johnny's eyes shined as if he had an idea,
then said hey kid give me a hand why don't ya!
So Johnny walked up to his large caravan,
and pulled out a lighter and a large oil can.
Then he said hey kid grab some of that hay,
and we'll burn down this fence all covered with clay.
So Iowa Pup did just that,
and gathered some hay and made it a mat.
Everything was according to plan,
from the hay to the lighter to the large oil can.
All of the sudden our Iowa Pup,
watched his friend Johnny get eaten up.
As Johnny lit the oil can,
a fire shot up and devoured the man.
Iowa screamed and ran from the place,
he had a terrified look on his face.
He ran without stopping,
no jogging no hopping.
Then he started to settle down,
and he saw up ahead what looked like clown.
As Iowa came up,
an astonishing discovery was made by Iowa Pup.
A voice called heh kid, yeah you over there,
how would you like to be a trillionaire?
As quickly as he had heard it, Iowa was there,
asking how to become a trillionaire.
There are many strange ways to become a trillionaire,
but Iowa was asked to eat a golden eclair.
The man said I do declare,
there has been no one as dumb as to eat my eclair.
You see you are no longer a trillionaire,
because you ate my golden eclair.
That delight cost me a billion,
so that minus that gives you a million.
Iowa quickly returned to a fence,
and traveled north, which to him made sense.
It had been a week and a day,
since Iowa Pup followed that fence all covered with clay.
One windy night our Iowa Pup,
spotted a man sipping tea from a silver cup.
As Iowa walked over there,
the man vanished into thin air.
Then Iowa thought back and said is there one man or two,
or was he just experiencing deja' vu.
As before he heard a plop,
and saw the same silver cup and the same note that said Stop.
In the morning he traveled long,
daydreaming and singing a cheery song.
Along the way he stopped for a nap,
and woke up early and took a look at his map.
He thought to himself, where is it I stand,
by a river in China or in a field in Dutch land.
He traveled on until he saw a shack,
it was painted red, white, and slightly black.
He walked inside and saw two women,
dressed up nice in the finest linen.
One woman smiled and said how may I help you,
what problem do you need us to tend to.
The other woman said our cheese is fine,
we also have great selection of expensive wine.
Iowa asked do you have a bunk,
one answered yes, we keep them stuffed in a trunk.
When they pulled out the bunk, Iowa went right to sleep,
when he woke up he gave a sudden leap.
He found that both women were in his bed,
how did they get there Iowa said.
If Iowa was smart he would of looked all over the shack,
and found two helpful words that said Stay Back!!
He put on his clothes and ran through the door,
and went back to the place he was before.
There is so much to write about Iowa Pup,
for now I must get a new pen and refill my silver cup.
Poetry by andre10
Read 765 times
Written on 2007-10-27 at 15:46
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