Thursday Thoughts - The Harlem Shake

Shake Scolding

by Rachel Hoyt

You're doing it wrong,

I'm sorry to say,

Don't air hump the song,

Hips should hardly sway.

The move's up higher,

It's a shoulder thing,

Only a trained squire,

Knows the spaz to bring!

Stop screwing it up please,

You're hurting my eyes,

Your crowns should be seized,

They're based upon lies.

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.
 

 

Technorati Tags: Homeless, Hotel, Camping, Rhyme, Poetry
 

 

 This Harlem Shake video went viral recently,

but the Harlem folks say it's a mockery.

 

 

Wacky Word Wednesday - Jannock

Jannock

by Rachel Hoyt

 

image by adamr via freedigitalphotos.net

 

 

A jannock

Is a trustworthy bloke,

Won't steal when broke,

Hides behind no cloak,

Kind since he awoke -

The genuine jannock.

 

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

 

 

 

Every week I rhyme and define a new wacky word.
Come on over to indulge your inner nerd.
And, please let me know of any weird words you've heard.

 

 

 

Technorati Tags: Words, Vocabulary, Poem, Rhyme, Jannock, Poetry

Thursday Thoughts - On Curing Homelessness

A Swede Strategy

by Rachel Hoyt

 

image by Mantas Ruzveltas via freedigitalphotos.net

 

 

Removing park benches is just so last year,

Demanding proof of need makes some live in fear,

But creating a commercial need for their spots?

Some crazy Swede thinks it's a win for both lots.

 

They hope to convince the hostel loving crowd,

That they aren't really living their lives out loud -

Abandoned warehouses and sports stadiums,

Are the place to stay if one's dreading doldrums.

 

Bravo Swede Shack Pimp, you ground grabber you -

Now everything costs the way it's supposed to,

No sacred spot's safe from capitalist goons,

Taking while teaching we savage buffoons.

 

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

 

I don't believe there's a cure for homelessness

but the Swedes seem to think they've figured out this mess.

 

Technorati Tags: Homeless, Hotel, Camping, Rhyme, Poetry


 

Read more rhymes by Rachel at her column, Clickety Clack -

poetic news about Santa Barbarians talking back.