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As Wally Explained on the Locked Side Later | Donal Mahoney - A Poetry Website Featuring Poems by Contemporary Poets

As Wally Explained on the Locked Side Later | Donal Mahoney

Another day at the zoo and
Wally’s new job was to feed the apes.
Old Stanley had fed the apes
for 40 years and loved the job
but told Wally he was retiring.
He was showing Wally the ropes when
Wally got hit with a coconut
lobbed by JuJu, the oldest ape,
who liked Stanley but not Wally.
Stanley drove Wally to a dentist
to check the damage to his teeth
but the dentist wanted to be paid
in advance and Wally had
no money, only a bus pass
and a bag lunch back in his locker.
He had never had a credit card.
The dentist looked and sounded
like Mel Brooks and kept saying
he wanted his money before drilling.
Wally’s father came to the office
and started writing a big check
to the plumber who had come over
the previous week to fix the toilet.
Bleeding from the mouth Wally yelled,
“Dad, write the check to Mel Brooks,
not the plumber,” but his father said,
“Wally, shut up for a change” and he
kept writing the check to the plumber.
His father had been dead for 30 years
but he and Wally never got along well
when his father was alive either.

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Returning to Work | Donal Mahoney - A Poetry Website Featuring Poems by Contemporary Poets

Returning to Work | Donal Mahoney

After the others had welcomed him back,
had shaken his hand and returned to their desks,
another as ancient pulled over his chair
to inquire of him who six months before
had been taken away
on a pallet of interlocked arms
and parallel faces:
“What happened that day?
No one would say.”

Both men talked softly,
held cigarette rites:
the delights of the tapping,
the lighting, the stubbing,
the one man explaining,
the other one listening,
both of them knowing
a matter of months.

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The Constant Dinosaur | Donal Mahoney - A Poetry Website Featuring Poems by Contemporary Poets

The Constant Dinosaur | Donal Mahoney

Some day soon
Wall Street giants
will walk on their hands

never sit or sleep.
They will eat
with their feet

as nostrils drip
and neckties droop.
With toilets extinct

they will launch
missiles that blot out
the sun and moon

while in the dark
the constant dinosaur
of greed will roam

the avenue and eat
the little people
one chomp at a time.

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The Cro-Magnon Election Campaign | Neil Fulwood - A Poetry Website Featuring Poems by Contemporary Poets

The Cro-Magnon Election Campaign | Neil Fulwood

Ug say cavemen need bigger clubs
Clubs hit good
Hit animal get food
Hit plant get side salad
Hit other caveman if not same

Ug define not same
As too weak to use club
Ug define not same
As too lazy to use club
Ug define not same
As prefer company of other caveman

Ug say no food
For caveman who not use club
Ug say no help
For caveman weak or hurt
Ug define weak or hurt
As freeloader

Audience scratch heads
Ug thump club on ground
Freeloaders bad
Freeloaders drain on resources
Freeloaders worse than immigrants

Audience scratch heads
Ug thump club on ground
Immigrants come from other cave
Take our jobs
Audience thump own clubs on ground
Fists in air
Down with freeloaders
Down with immigrants

Ug say scratch X on stone
Vote Ug

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