Little Don Dickey

Little Don Dickey

Had a girlfriend or two,

He kissed one on the cheek

And he said, “I love you.”

She kissed him back

And said, “What about two?”

He laughed, “I know not,

But I guess we are through.”

Two didn’t like that

But she laughed, “Tee Hee!”

One didn’t know this,

Two knew there were three!

Copyright 2014 Othen Cummings

Old Jack Darn (New Version)

Spin that yarn
Old Jack Darn,
Weave a dream from re-al-la-tee;
When he starts spinning his tale,
And believing it as well
A big knot, that he knit, you will see!

Copyright 2014 Othen Cummings

This Old Clown

This clown made me happy
This clown made me sad,
This clown lied to me
This clown was very bad.

Just like Old Jack.

~Othen

Old Jack Darn (Ver. 2)

Old Jack Darn

Spin that yarn,

Weave a dream from re-al-la-tee;

When he starts spinning his tale,

He believes it just as well

And wants to entwine you and me.

Copyright 2014 Othen Cummings

Old Jack Darn

Spin that yarn

Old Jack Darn,

Weave a dream from re-al-la-tee;

When he starts spinning his tale,

Old Jack believes it as well

And expects the same from you and me.

~Othen Cummings

Copyright 2014 Othen Cummings

Tortured soul

I’m a tortured soul….

Wasting away in my own mind

Demons laughing

Crying

Dying

I’m a tortured soul….

Wasting away in my own time

My brain burning

Turning

Churning

I’m a tortured soul….

Wasting away in my own rhyme

Demons lashing

Bashing

Slashing

I’m a tortured soul!

Let go!!

Let go of my soulllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Hmmrrrfff…………….

~Othen Cummings

Copyright 2014 Othen Cummings

Good Verses Evil (count the syllables in this poem)

The devil spoke to me,

Sitting on his pitchfork

From I, no lies you see.

The angel whispered to me

The good Lord’s grace you should seek

Your savior will hear your plea.

The old devil snorted,

Grinning and half laughing

All lies he retorted.

The angel whispered to me,

For God so loved this old world

His only son died for ye.

Satan slithered away,

Those words stung that devil

The cherub's voice did say,

Let Jesus Christ in thy heart,

Wash away sin in his blood

Before this earth You Do Part.

~Othen Cummings

Copyright 2014 Othen Cummings