Goodbye Jay, Hello Conan

As you probably know by now, Jay Leno is leaving The Tonight Show, and Conan will be taking over as host.  I love Conan, so this makes me very happy.  Jay Leno fans also have something to be happy about–now they won’t have to stay up so late to see him as he’ll be starting a new talk show, set to air weekdays at 10pm.

In honor of this momentous historical occasion (hee hee), I’ve written some commemorative poetry…

Goodbye Jay, Hello Conan (The Tonight Show)
by Edie Montgomery-Pool
 

Goodbye, Jay
I never watched you anyway
Your jokes aren’t really my style
They rarely made me crack a smile
 

Conan – hi!
You’re a funny funny guy
The moment I heard you’d be the new star
I programmed you into my DVR

And for those of you who like funny haikus (and who doesn’t love a funny haiku)…

Jay Leno Leaves The Tonight Show
by Edie Montgomery-Pool

 

So long, Jay Leno
Your giant chin will fill my
TV screen no more

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(You may reproduce this poem in part or whole, on or in a website, email, podcast, or broadcast; permission for electronic reproduction is granted on the provision that the website on which the poem is published is not a vanity publisher or a scam poetry contest which requires its “winners” to make a purchase or pay a fee before being published. You may also reproduce this poem in print material for which net profits do not exceed $1,000. Author name must be included in any reproductions, and author must be notified whenever this poem is, or parts of this poem are, used. For all other uses not mentioned here, just ask and I will most likely say yes.) 🙂

Roald Dahl’s Version of Little Red Riding Hood

I like funny poetry, and I like weird poetry, so of course I absolutely love Roald Dahl’s poetry.  I recently came across a poem of his I hadn’t seen before called Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf.  Here’s an excerpt:

He sat there watching her and smiled.
He thought, I’m going to eat this child.
Compared with her old Grandmamma
She’s going to taste like caviar.

Visit the link to read the entire poem or go to amazon.com to view a list of Roald Dahl’s poetry books, including Revolting Rhymes and Vile Verses.

Dark Poem – I Need You

A poem by moi…

I Need You
by Edie Montgomery-Pool

 

hold me

      until i

            suffocate

 

crush me

      leave no bone

            unturned

 

self hatred

      is my

            savior

 

but i cannot

      destroy

            this thing called me

                  alone

 

                        i need you

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(You may reproduce this poem in part or whole, on or in a website, email, podcast, or broadcast; permission for electronic reproduction is granted on the provision that the website on which the poem is published is not a vanity publisher or a scam poetry contest which requires its “winners” to make a purchase or pay a fee before being published. You may also reproduce this poem in print material for which net profits do not exceed $1,000. Author name must be included in any reproductions, and author must be notified whenever this poem is, or parts of this poem are, used. For all other uses not mentioned here, just ask and I will most likely say yes.) 🙂

One of My Bodily Organs is Gone

The most intense pain I’ve ever felt in my life awoke me at midnight on Tuesday night/Wednesday morning. What ensued can only be described as a vomitathon, and by 2:00 am, my husband was asking me if I wanted to go to the hospital.  I refused, thinking it had to be over soon.  

By 4:00 am, with no relief from the pain or the marathon of vomiting, I agreed to be taken to E.R., where I sat in the waiting room, crying in pain and hobbling back and forth to the restroom to barf my guts out.  The nurse didn’t see me until I’d been there for about a half hour, asked me some questions, then sent me back to the waiting room!!  The waiting room was empty, by the way, except for 1 mentally ill guy who alternated between mimicking my cries of pain and randomly shouting out things like “mentally ill!”

(Yes, we know.)

By about 5:30 I finally got a bed, by 10:00 I’d been diagnosed with gallstones and an infected gallbladder and scheduled for surgery, and by 2:00 pm, I was on the operating table.

So my week has been kind of rough.  I’m just glad it was something straight-forward and that I got the surgery I needed right away.  I’m at home undergoing a slow recovery now.  I usually don’t like to use medication, not even aspirin when I have a headache, but let me tell you, morphine and darvocet are my new best friends.

So, just to be weird (and perhaps because I’m high), I decided to google the keywords gallbladder and poetry together.  To my surprise, I got some hits.  Like this poem called Ode to my Gall Bladder by BJ Swartz:

Little organ holding bile,
Since you have become so vile,
Causing me to ache and pout,
I am going to put you out!

You can read the entire poem at the link above.  There is even a book from another author called Gallbaldder Poetry listed on amazon.com, but it is currently out of stock.  (Oh darn.)