I did stay at Holiday inn last night.
To funny
Posted January 03, 2013 - 08:04 PM
I did stay at Holiday inn last night.
To funny
Posted January 03, 2013 - 08:50 PM
Troy thanks for using your pain induced poetry to make us all smile. You other poets did a good job too, just no pain for your inspiration.
Get well soon, it stinks being laid up.
Posted January 04, 2013 - 02:11 PM
Got up this morning
almost fell out of bed.
With nothing to do
another day to dread.
Went to the kitchen
to make morning brew.
Still trying to think of
something to do.
So I sat on the sofa
with the TV remote.
Looking for something
to watch I had hoped.
Cartoons and talk shows
and The Price is Right.
Have to pull the blind
as the sun is too bright.
"Come on down"
he shouts with a grin.
Guess the right price
and maybe you'll win.
A car, a boat or
maybe a blender.
Look at those models
all tanned and slender!
"That's not the right price!"
as I started to mudder.
"Think about the price
and don't worry about mother."
I finally got mad
and left out a roar.
"He's such an idiot"
Changed channels once more.
While searching for something
with some kind of danger.
I finally found it
Walker Texas Ranger.
He gave a high kick
that left quite a bruise.
That Walker is cool
and is one tough dude.
When suddenly I realize
almost at the end.
This is a repeat, I'm
not watching again.
Flipped through the channels
but once again.
I searched and I searched
and found channel 10.
Hey, that's Daisy Duke!
with her butt so tiny.
Just look at that car
all nice and shiny.
They just jumped a creek
landed on all four wheels.
Even though they're on dirt
the tires still squeal.
That was quite a jump
the car bounced three times.
No dings, no dents
and the car still shines.
Well I finally got bored
turned off the box.
My feet got cold
so I searched for some soxs.
With slippers on my feet
I gave the blanket a tug.
Finally all warm
like a bug in a rug.
Drink in the left hand
chips in the right.
Turn on the TV and
watched Guilding Light.
This is just dreadfull
only an hour has past.
What else can I do to
make this day go fast.
So here I am
explaining my day.
Stuck in the house
not allowed to play.
I hope you don't mind
me bending your ear.
But I am so bored
can't work on my Deere.
Your probably tired of
hearing me complain.
But having nothing to do
is driving me insane!
So I'll talk to you with
my self-riteous pitty.
I'm kind of limited
I live in the City.
I'll go now
and leave you alone.
As it's about time
for the kids to come home.
But if your like me
and have nothing to do.
Just give me a shout
I'll talk to you!
Posted January 04, 2013 - 02:26 PM
I know you are bored
And feel like a jerk
But if you had Horses and PK's instead of Deeres
They wouldn't need any work!
Sorry man, it came to me and I couldn't help myself. You know how it is. Hey, I like 'em all!
Edited by David Brown, January 04, 2013 - 02:26 PM.
Posted January 04, 2013 - 02:46 PM
Just tell your wife
To be happy hearafter
To not cause any strife
And let you work on your tractor.
Just make sure you tell her
With a wink and a nudge
That working around the furnature
Won't stain the good rug.
IT is a living room afterall
And if you cant live here
You can't live at all
So bring in that Deere
A tractor will make
A great conversation piece
The visitors will appriciate
The extra padded seat
Just don't let the fuel
Drip on the floor
If you act like a fool
She will show you the door.
Wrenches on the coffee table
Wont hurt a thing
Tell her when you are able
You will buy her a new ring.
(The inspiration for this poem came from actual events related to me by my best friend. His Father in law actually brought a tractor into the living room one winter. When his wife came home and started to throw a fit he told her that it was his living room and he was living in it. YMMV)
Posted January 04, 2013 - 03:00 PM
your day sounds about as thrilling as mine
all i do is surf gtt an cl looking for a good find
even though i could go to the shop
its to cold here in the north
so i sit and i ponder
and i ponder and sit
as i wish i had a heated shop
so i stay in here where im nice and warm
soon youll be all healed and able to tend your herd
until then sit on gtt and dont be a terd
chat is always open so stop by for a spell
strike up a conversation about what ever
reading your story's brings joy to my day
the poems are so great i didnt dare try
to compete with the greats but here goes my try
Posted January 04, 2013 - 03:01 PM
I sit here and read
your woes asunder
I try to imagine
then I wonder
Which hurts worse
your pain or blunder
your boredom your ego
your lack of thunder
And then it's bright
rosy and clear
you really do
miss your Deere
A few more days
of idle and chat
you'll be right back
where it's at
Take a deep breath
do stay calm
your Deere is waiting
in the barn
Posted January 04, 2013 - 04:39 PM
Troy sorry about the leg as I've not been on much. Dale
Posted January 04, 2013 - 05:31 PM
Troy sorry about the leg as I've not been on much. Dale
Thank you Dale
you take care too.
I hope that you know
that I'm praying for you.
You're in my thoughts
each and every day.
Please keep on posting
if just to say Hey.
You'll concure this thing
there's no debators.
And we look forward
to seeing more mators.
We like what you say
as we all like to read.
You give us hope
while planting a seed.
You take care
through this tough endever.
And know we are friends
now and forever!
Posted January 04, 2013 - 05:49 PM
This is so fun
reading your posts.
Trying to be poets
enjoy me the most.
Some are really good
some need some help.
You're all doing great
cause you did it yourself.
Let's keep this going
this fun little thread.
Trust me, the words
will just pop in your head.
It'll catch on
more guys will try it.
If we get real good
someone might buy it!
Give it a whirl
there's nothing at stake.
You'd be surprised
at the rhymes you can make.
We're all men here
real secure and stout.
Just having some fun
is what it's all about.
I know there are women
might they join in too?
And some of you Juniors
can have some fun too.
Let's talk about tractors
hoods, tires and seats.
Just put your techniques
to a funky rhythmic beat.
Like I painted my rims
then mounted the tires.
Got a new battery
and hooked up the wires.
Rebuilt the tranny
man what a toil.
Got it back together
and filled it with oil.
Condenser and points
are all now in place.
Have to clean up a little
the shops a disgrace.
So let us all know
what you did today.
In a poem format
just a different way.
Edited by johndeereelfman, January 04, 2013 - 06:27 PM.
Posted January 04, 2013 - 06:17 PM
While I was outside
This thread - it has grown
Some of the poetic tide
Makes me laugh - some groan.
I worked on the BlueOx
I worked on the Dime
Wearing my nice warm thick socks
We make really good time.
Wiring diagrams
get smaller each day
So out came reading glasses
To show me the way
Now back in the house
Waiting on dinner.
If not for my spouse
I would probably be thinner.
Good wishes of recovery speedily
To JD and Dale
And hopes that the seedlings
Ripen quite well.
Now I wait for the reply
In poetic form
And I am off for two ply
To blow my leaky horn.
Posted January 04, 2013 - 07:23 PM
You guys are great
all new found poets.
You're all very good
I just hope you know it.
I never would of guessed
it would have lasted this long.
We just keep on going
like a never ending song.
I like the participation
that you're all joining in.
I really didn't think
you'd go for this thing.
_______________________
So the wife just left
and went to the mall.
The kids went too
they'll have a ball.
They all will come home
Kathy probably mad.
To bed they'll go early
because they've all been bad.
She'll talk to herself
and stomp through the house.
Tell me how much
she paid for a blouse.
Ask me if I like it
and does it fit well.
Don't know if she likes it
she got it on sale.
I hate those questions
when you know you can't win.
Even though I hate it
I say with a grin.
Looks good Babe
I slyly remark.
"I know you hate it!"
Then she tears me apart.
What did I do,
what did I say?
You wouldn't be moody
if I wasn't home all day.
So we'll sit in the room
I'm sorry's in our heads.
Won't say a word
until it's time for bed.
We'll apologize
and then give a kiss.
Just can't help but wonder
is she still pi$$ed?
Did she forgive me?
How can I tell?
Wake up tomorrow
is everything still swell?
We'll be fine tomorrow
and the skies will be blue.
But I bet she'll find me
something to do.
Posted January 04, 2013 - 10:32 PM
Good luck with the kids.
Good luck with the wife.
We are all thankful that she
did not use a knife.
The daylight now shorter,
the nighttime now long.
We all wonder Troy, hows
your leg coming along?
The poems are cool, but
so are most tools.
Are we not sounding
like Gttalk rhyming fools?
Posted January 04, 2013 - 11:32 PM
When Shawn dreams
he breathes
pucka pucka
I love him
so much though
i'm such a sucka
He once
bought me
an engagement tractor
but...it's sittin in the shed
with the tires even flatter
now tell me that's not a matter
It's been about
6 years since
he got me pullin
I kicked
his butt
i'm not a foolin
I hope one day
the case drives
out of the shed
And
Shawn & I marry
full pull ahead
Posted January 05, 2013 - 12:28 AM
Fools we may be
and neurotic too
so settle in
while I say to you
You guys are hurt
bruised and battered
you have GTTalk
that's all that matters
We listen and watch
your moans and groans
read of mishaps
and written poems
Of wives complaints
kid's misbehaven
of spoiled plans
of rants and ravings
Tis time to heal
the body and soul
to get well soon
and resume the role
Of father son
husband brother
devoted friend
tractor lover