Fauxku Choo Choo (the play's the thing)

[Mopkins]

I find her scent
in a bottle of scotch
filling the vaporous space
between cork and amber

In the space next to the dryer stands a cupboard full of jars,
bottles, lids and clamps and seals and a thermometer.
On the side of the cupboard are three square cork tiles
with recipes pinned to them, they’ve been there a while.
On top of the cupboard, bottled amber pears
Made from the fruit my mini-orchard bears.

[ellajam]

In the space next to the dryer stands a cupboard full of jars,
bottles, lids and clamps and seals and a thermometer.
On the side of the cupboard are three square cork tiles
with recipes pinned to them, they’ve been there a while.
On top of the cupboard, bottled amber pears
Made from the fruit my mini-orchard bears.

Sleek and sure
but ready to move
teenaged bears
teach a lesson
in owning our space

[ChristopherSea]

Sleek and sure
but ready to move
teenaged bears
teach a lesson
in owning our space

little bear made a space helmet
from a box. He tumbled down a hill
and found himself lost on another planet

(true story, I read it at age 6 or so.)

[Mopkins]

Sleek and sure
but ready to move
teenaged bears
teach a lesson
in owning our space


I cannot bear teenagers-
they think they know it all,
they leave their porn lying around
and scribble on the walls.
I sure am glad they’ve left home-
they got me really stressed.
I’m enjoying my middle age
sitting in my empty nest.

---

little bear made a space helmet
from a box. He tumbled down a hill
and found himself lost on another planet


down the hill is the post-office;
the postman starts his rounds from it,
he wears a helmet on his head,
his postie bike is dusty red.
He waves at me and I wave back.
When I see him we have a chat.

[ChristopherSea]

bear teenagers
porn scribble on the walls.
I sure am glad they’ve left home-
they got me really stressed.
I’m enjoying my middle age
sitting in my empty nest.

down the hill is the post-office;
the postman starts his rounds from it,
he wears a helmet on his head,
his postie bike is dusty red.
He waves at me and I wave back.
When I see him we have a chat.

bare teenagers are child porn
and naked bears are all the rage,
but my helmet head is dusty red,
ready to fill your empty nest

[Mopkins]

bare teenagers are child porn
and naked bears are all the rage,
but my helmet head is dusty red,
ready to fill your empty nest



my two teenagers, how they loved their porn,
they’d leave it lying round-
glossy pages of fannies and penises
and titties I have found.
The most scandalous book I ever owned
and kept under the bed
was a collection of lewd limericks
that made my cheeks go red.

[ChristopherSea]

my two teenagers, how they loved their porn,
they’d leave it lying round-
glossy pages of fannies and penises
and titties I have found.
The most scandalous book I ever owned
and kept under the bed
was a collection of lewd limericks
that made my cheeks go red.

you leave that glossy fanny
lying around
I'm adding it to my collection
under the bed

[Mopkins]

you leave that glossy fanny
lying around
I'm adding it to my collection
under the bed



Park your boots under the bed,
put your slippers on instead.
Leave that hat upon the rail,
Hang your keys up on the nail.
Listen to me when I say
You’re not going out today.

[Erthona]

Park your boots under the bed,
put your slippers on instead.
Leave that hat upon the rail,
Hang your keys up on the nail.
Listen to me when I say
You’re not going out today.

Park your slipper 'neath the bed
put on your hobnail boots instead.
Leave that boa on the rail,
time to paint and buff your nails.
Listen to me when I say,
you're so manly when your gay!

I'm a lumberjack and that's OK, I sleep all night and I work all day
I like to hop, and skip and jump, just like my dear papa

[Mopkins]

Park your slipper 'neath the bed
put on your hobnail boots instead.
Leave that boa on the rail,
time to paint and buff your nails.
Listen to me when I say,
you're so manly when your gay



Pretending is fun,
Pretending’s a laugh!
I say that my boa’s
not merely a scarf,
but a feathery snake
draped round my neck.
Dance like Shiva?
Sure, what the heck!

[ChristopherSea]

Pretending is fun,
Pretending’s a laugh!
I say that my boa’s
not merely a scarf,
but a feathery snake
draped round my neck.
Dance like Shiva?
Sure, what the heck!

That's a cobra, not a boa,
around your serpentine neck;
your dance is solely predatory,
your foxtrot portends death.

[ellajam]

That's a cobra, not a boa,
around your serpentine neck;
your dance is solely predatory,
your foxtrot portends death.

coiled tight to strike with ease
or warning with a rattle's shake
wrapping tight before the squeeze
a snake is still a snake

[ChristopherSea]

coiled tight to strike with ease
or warning with a rattle's shake
wrapping tight before the squeeze
a snake is still a snake

one snake in the grass
or two in a bush
it’s somebody ass
if you push

[ellajam]

one snake in the grass
or two in a bush
it’s somebody ass
if you push

even in a mind like a sieve
even thinking the disco era skipped
push push in the bush remains

[Erthona]

.

even in a mind like a sieve
even thinking the disco era skipped
push push in the bush remains
daed si luap
a mind like a sieve,
push in an ass or a bush
aid to a quick grave

.

[ChristopherSea]

Ha ha...

even in a mind like a sieve
even thinking the disco era skipped
push push in the bush remains

that bush you speak of
gone with the 80s
now a shrub in the desert
wasteland of stubble

thank goodness

[Mopkins]

that bush you speak of
gone with the 80s
now a shrub in the desert
wasteland of stubble



In the 80s the orange people
built a home in the bush (quite illegal)
at Stirling Dam-
camp there you can,
the setting is ever so peaceful.

[ChristopherSea]

In the 80s the orange people
built a home in the bush (quite illegal)
at Stirling Dam-
camp there you can,
the setting is ever so peaceful.

pitched a tent in her bush
camped there every weekend
not a peaceful setting
up all night and day

[Mopkins]

pitched a tent in her bush
camped there every weekend
not a peaceful setting
up all night and day



All day long the magpies
in the bush across the road
sing their serenading songs
as they cheerfully roam
underneath the Eucalypts;
and when it’s a full moon
the magpies sing all night long
their haunting, warbled tune.

[ChristopherSea]

All day long the magpies
in the bush across the road
sing their serenading songs
as they cheerfully roam
underneath the Eucalypts;
and when it’s a full moon
the magpies sing all night long
their haunting, warbled tune.

thieving magpies stole the moon
their raucous cackling mocks our plea
petitioning Selene to restore the tides