Discussion in 'Lighten UPS' started by DS, Apr 11, 2011.

  1. DS

    DS Fenderbender

    I am a Canadian cowboy
    I go to work each day
    I work at ups 'cause I really need the pay
    When I get home and have a beer
    I start to drift away,I spend 15 minutes
    surfin' the net , wind up at the browncafe'

    sung to the tune of your favorite country song
  2. DS

    DS Fenderbender

    :A few men from the past of all knowetry
    held a challenge for original poetry
    the winner was Scottish,and in truth not so hottish
    but boy that man really could throw a tree
    ok your turn:)
  3. moreluck

    moreluck golden ticket member

    Cowboy poetry is alive
    Reid said it wouldn't survive.

    It's all in the verse
    I could do worse....
    And make it so nothing rhymes. :dissapointed:
  4. toonertoo

    toonertoo Most Awesome Dog Staff Member

    I dont know what the poem means or what it meant. But to me it is like the most soothing poem, I ever read. Otherwise I would not have remembered it all these years since college.

    Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

    Whose woods these are I think I know.
    His house is in the village, though;
    He will not see me stopping here
    To watch his woods fill up with snow.

    My little horse must think it queer
    To stop without a farmhouse near
    Between the woods and frozen lake
    The darkest evening of the year.

    He gives his harness bells a shake
    To ask if there is some mistake.
    The only other sound's the sweep
    Of easy wind and downy flake.

    The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
    But I have promises to keep,
    And miles to go before I sleep,
    And miles to go before I sleep.

    Robert Frost
  5. packageguy

    packageguy Well-Known Member

    Wow finding a soft side, lol
  6. curiousbrain

    curiousbrain Well-Known Member

    There was a woman whom I loved very dear,
    Such that heaven was almost near.

    I screwed it all up,
    because I'm a moron, yup.

    What to do now,
    A case of beer I might allow.

    When you read this aloud,
    you might say "He's already plowed.",
    but you would be wrong,
    this is just my swan song.


    God bless,
    I work at UPS.

    I am a master at chess,
    complete with skill and finesse.
    Challenge me I dare you,
    and I will show you my kung fu.
    But I digress,
    because I still work at UPS.

    I arrive in full dress,
    my shirt having been dryed on permanent press.
    My true feelings I repress,
    and who really gives a crap about egress?

    Grateful feelings I possess,
    with a sweet mix of stress.
    My managers ego I do caress,
    as that is the sure road to success.

    God bless,
    I work at UPS.
  7. bbsam

    bbsam Moderator Staff Member

    Yet again we tread the tapestry of verse,
    We who rather than rhyme would curse?
    Putting forth our vile attempts at wit,
    Well count me in with this small bit
    of forced and troubled rhyme.

    Each morning, quiet, dark and still
    as family wrapped against the chill,
    I wake and to this keyboard lumber,
    a clarion call to end my slumber
    and raise my voice on Brown Cafe.

    And here I come to air such views
    as I may have on this day's news.
    On UPS and Fedex too,
    On wars that are old and wars that are new
    I raise my voice on Brown Cafe.

    On porous borders and locked down credit,
    what is true and who first said it.
    On Sherriff Joe and young Gov Walker,
    like Rush Limbaugh, that endless talker
    I raise my voice on Brown cafe.

    When will it end, when will I stop?
    I'll tell you right now: When the Cubs end on top!
    Until that time in a year still unknown,
    Here I will be but never alone
    but with the other voices at Brown Cafe.
  8. moreluck

    moreluck golden ticket member

    He's such a putz...
    He drives me nuts !!
  9. bbsam

    bbsam Moderator Staff Member

    She's such a nave
    and lives in a cave.
  10. moreluck

    moreluck golden ticket member

    Gee, don't flatter yourself and think that verse was about u.
  11. bbsam

    bbsam Moderator Staff Member

    Your so vain, I bet you think this post is about you.
  12. moreluck

    moreluck golden ticket member

    Nave is the main part of a church. Knave is a rogue or rascal.
  13. bbsam

    bbsam Moderator Staff Member

    See? I was talking about a church. Or my computer has had too much Juicy Juice spilled on it over the years by Dora and Diego fans and now I get sticky keys from time to time.
  14. menotyou

    menotyou bella amicizia

    See if you know where these are from:

    There once was an old man from Lyme.
    He married three wives at a time.
    When asked why a third,
    He replied "One's absurd,
    and two of them sir, is a crime."

    A rare old bird is the pelican.
    His bill holds more than his belly can.
    He can take in his beak
    enough food for a week.
    I'm damned if I know how the hell he can!
    Last edited: Apr 14, 2011
  15. moreluck

    moreluck golden ticket member

    Burma Shave Signs
  16. menotyou

    menotyou bella amicizia

    Nope! One more try. Hint: late 70's tv show with a cute little flatfoot star.
  17. moreluck

    moreluck golden ticket member

    The only flatfoot I can think of is a cartoon...Chilly Willy.
    But the pelican poem is from a Nashville newpaper editor originally.
  18. Dizzee

    Dizzee ɹǝqɯǝɯ ɹoıuǝs

  19. menotyou

    menotyou bella amicizia

    Winner! Winner! Chicken Dinner!!!
  20. DS

    DS Fenderbender

    I thought my grandfather wrote that....saw it in his writing
    in an old notebook...Who really wrote it?:dissapointed: