Post by W.DockeryPost by General-ZodPost by ZodPost by W-DockeryPoet Muses (Part 1)
I.
Carl Sandburg was the quiet one
in the ginger-bread cottage
a few blocks from Lake Michigan
sitting with the avant-garde
of modern 1918 Chicago.
Yet it is his voice
ringing out loud and clear
from that group [...]
Shadowville Mythos: Poet Muses (Part 1)
https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2021/03/poet-muses-part-1.html
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This is perhaps becoming my fave Doc poem....
Hello there Zod.
Hope you had a good one...
Good evening my friend.
THE SAGA OF JORDAN T. CHASESCOTT
Isaac liked his nephew Jordy’s rear view,
From whence Jordy did his #2.
Jordy did #1
And Isaac said, son,
That not what we Commies doo-doo.
Jordan Chasescott had a gluteus--
That Uncle Isaac said was beauteous.
Isaac said drop your pants,
Give your Uncle a chance,
To give you a rub that’s salubrious.
Uncle Isaac and Jordan would read nursery rhymes
About Commies and sex and YouTube crimes.
Jordy learned about jails
And Joey’s porn sales
While Isaac performed pantomimes.
Isaac Chase’s “love dared not speak its name”
So Jordan was written into Internet fame.
Isaac thanked Will and Zod
And committed job fraud
While Jordan Chasescott bore the shame.
Jordan Chasescott was naïve
Of what Isaac hid up his sleeve.
Isaac gave him a bath
While he did the math
That at least he wouldn’t conceive.
Little Jordan Chasescott lost his way.
Uncle Isaac yelled, “I’ll save the day!”
“Take off your pants
And I’ll do a belt Dance
On your butt ‘til you can say
Uncle!”
Jordan Chasescott’s derriere
Would get lots of sun and fresh air.
Uncle Isaac would blow
And Jordan would know
That he didn’t need any beachwear.
Isaac Chase was childlike and hopeless
And hung out with folks who were soapless.
Isaac took Jordy’s hand
And said I’m your man,
But no one can make me grope you less.
Jordan sits in Isaac’s lap while they drive,
Isaac is 49 and Jordy’s 25.
Jordy said it’s U-turn,
Isaac said how I burn
To lay rubber on I-95.
Jordan Chasescott was expertly groomed
After visiting Isaac’s bedroom.
Jordan had a strong yen
To trade Barbies for Ken
And to keep his small tuchus perfumed.
Stout Joseph was pen-pals with “Price is Right” Jordan.
Chasescott Jordan offered photos to Stout Joseph’s warden.
Pics of Will Dockery
Made Stout Joe a mockery,
Since his dad wore just a bleue cordon.
Jordan Chasescott would cover his hiney,
But his Uncle still wanted to dine, he
Would tell Jord, “Look squirrel!”
Jordan’s pink toes would curl,
And Uncle’d declare that was fine eats.
Isaac Chase tried to buy his young nephew,
But his sister wouldn’t sell and was deaf to
Isaac’s sad pleas
To give Jordy a squeeze,
So Isaac nailed him and said “Guess who?”
Young Jordy wished to play with some girls,
But Isaac said girls make me hurl.
You should have a guy
And then you’ll know why
I dress you in ruffles and pearls.
Jordan Chasescott tried to be what he’s not.
Uncle Isaac told him that to be gay was hot.
Isaac Chase said come here
And I’ll fondle your rear--
You’ll remember the things you forgot.
Isaac Chase dearly loved his nephew and tried
To kiss Jordan Chasescott’s tiny backside.
Jordan said, Uncle Ike,
Could I have a new bike?
So Isaac gave him a banana seat ride.
Jordan scorned warnings and read
Playboy Magazines stashed by his bed.
Uncle Isaac then stressed
Don’t look at a breast:
I have Playgirl for you instead.
Jordan Chasescott was teenaged,
And therefore his Chase hormones raged.
Uncle Isaac said, “Yes,
You look great in that dress,”
And thus Jordan’s doubts were assuaged.
Uncle Isaac Chase worked a part-time job,
And the rest of the day his body would throb
For his Nephew Jordan,
And in Nephews he scored in,
The most views of Jordan’s hobnob.
Uncle Isaac Chase was in great haste
To see that Jordan was disgraced.
Isaac said his hellos
To Zod-Dockery beaus
And Jordan Chasescott was debased.
Uncle Isaac L. Chase had a goal:
To occupy Jordan’s butt hole.
Isaac Chase said, “Bend over
There’s a rare 4-leaf clover,”
And Nature walks soon took their toll.
Isaac Chase liked playing physician
With Jordan Chasescott’s health condition.
Isaac said, “Don this gown,
On the table face down,
And Jordan lost all inhibitions.
Isaac told Jordan he’d teach him to shoot
And to fish and to dive so he wore his swim suit.
Jordan brought his cap gun
But he was outdone
When Isaac shot up his patoot.
Jordan complained his dear Uncle
Would stick to him like a carbuncle.
Jordan Chasescott would cry
When Uncle Isaac would try
To sneak into Jordan’s bed bunkle.
Isaac Chase liked school and the Weekly Reader.
Isaac ate up the tales of Johnny the Apple Seeder.
Then Jordan Chasescott was born,
And Isaac was torn
Between fruit and bottom-feeder.
The Chase family loved Isaac’s work.
He could have stayed home, just a jerk.
But he worked phones part time
And earned him a dime,
And Jordan Chasescott was a perk.
Uncle Isaac knocked on Jordy’s door,
Said they’d reenact Chase family noir.
Uncle Isaac said come,
But Jordan had none,
For Jordan was a mere child of four.
Jordan Chasescott was LinkedIn
To the Isaac L. Chase den of sin.
Isaac said we’ll resume
Work in my bedroom
And Jordan learned market penetration.
Uncle Isaac took Jordy to see
The statue of David in Italy
Isaac said the male nude
Put him in the mood
And Jordy’s fig leaf was so wee.