I sit here thinking, with little to do,
and thoughts have wandered to Sam the Poo-shrew
His excessive piddling and poo-ing no doubt
The results of rich diet,perhaps he had gout?

What ever the reason, the fact still remains
that his personal habits cause Bark undue pain
A suit Bark should file, seeking judgement quite quick
a demand to the courts this shrew to evict!

A team if bold Mounties, polished and true,
To evict a shrew would be ordered to do
They're mounts breathing fire, they're eyes hard as steel
No doubt swift justice to Sam they'll deal

A shrew-hunt heroic and worthy of song
A Canadian Legend, what could go wrong?
They'll capture poor Sammy , if anyone can
After all it's their motto " we always get our man........errrr shrew"

 

Now here sits Sam all broken hearted,
tried to poop on Barks pillow but only farted,
for he knows he can not very long linger,
Oh No! Bark, here comes a Zinger!

 

I'm starting to think a few of these "Shrew Poo Poets" were in the men's stall prior to my arrival..

 

Its certainly where they belong.

Kinda amazing the talent this thread has exposed. I can only imagine what the NSA thinks of it.

 

The tales of this shrew have inspired many to write
And others to listen long into the night
But the truth is no one can alter the plight
Because Bark and the shrew have just started to fight.

So if you are inclined to follow this tail
I'll make it simple so your spying doesn't fail
Don't worry about messages, or email, or snail
Just look at this web site to follow the tail.

 

As Sam the Shrew swam in the PH00, DependableBobby watched his hair turn Blue and didn't know what to do.
So in walked the Bark with a look that was smart. [not] And he offered poor Bobby a new cup o' brew as he stirred in the poo from Sam the Shrew.
Without hesitation Ole Bobby consumed it only to be frustrated later with pure constipation.

 

I've been out classed! You guy been going to charm school or something?

 

Finishing school. They said we were finished alright and kicked us out. I'm not sure what they're inferring.

 

The inference is either they read the carefully crafted polished prose delivered by you guys and
realize they can no longer teach you anything or they want to distance themselves from us.

 

I have this nagging thought it's distance Bark. When they handed us our shredded personnel files, stuffed onto a garbage bag, there was a ticket to get us to L.A., via Omaha. LoL

 

Dang it.
You know how obsessed I am about songs and shrews!
Now I gotta dig out some Charlie Daniels.

 

I was kinda proud of that Dudley Do-Right themed verse and not one comment........


Sam's entertaining, we know this is true
Such loquacious antics inspired by a shrew!!!
We've had fun with it and treat it as lark,
And enjoy the discomfort caused to poor Bark.

Sam's become legend here on this forum
And we follow his progress with little decorum.
From low bathroom humor to high graceful prose,
Words flow like mucous from a sick child's nose

Join in the fun if you fell you've the wit
. But be warned that you may wind up looking the twit!!

 

That poet above really knows his Stuff
In his rhymes it is obvious, there is no Fluff.
My poem I write is on the edge of the fringe.
Probably makes Poor Ole Bark hop and twinge.


I ponder the outcome of Shrewd quips such as this
But the Loathsome ole Shrew will know what it is...
Its a mess from some minds that have twisted and turned
Soon there'll be fire and the Shrews will be burned.

My Leggs lead the thinking all shiny and red
They yearn for the day when that Shrew is for dead.

 

Wonder if we can get a publisher to print out a collection of all you guys prose. Its good stuff.
Course I like Muktuk also.

I thought said it all.

Actually, Its funny because I remember reading it the first time but than immediately got distracted by trying to remember the name of his horse.
Than I needed to hear the theme song:


Than I had to hear the The Rocky and Bullwinkle Show music than Fractured Fairy Tales and.... well, I don't remember going to bed.
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The shrew went down to Barks
He was looking for a toe to peel
....

Gessh this is contagious