{"id":769,"date":"2015-12-07T00:25:31","date_gmt":"2015-12-07T06:25:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/?p=769"},"modified":"2015-12-07T00:25:31","modified_gmt":"2015-12-07T06:25:31","slug":"the-tale-of-black-buzzard-tex-and-black-blob","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/2015\/12\/07\/the-tale-of-black-buzzard-tex-and-black-blob\/","title":{"rendered":"The Tale of Black Buzzard Tex and Black Blob"},"content":{"rendered":"

I was watching the buzzards out back circling.\u00a0 I wondered what they were waiting on to die when I suddenly realized maybe me.\u00a0 To my great relief I saw one dive, then all of rest dive at once.\u00a0 The first to dive was big and ugly.\u00a0 Big ugly landed upon a black, a black is all I can say cause that’s all I could see.\u00a0 This big, baddest black buzzard I’ve ever seen lifted off with all abandon dangling huge black beneath.\u00a0 \u00a0I guess we could write a rhyme about this vulture venture.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Above me I watched buzzards circle in awe,<\/span><\/p>\n

Then a sudden thought that brought a dropped jaw,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Perhaps it is I these buzzards seek to feast upon,<\/span><\/p>\n

I could just see them pick my bones until I’m gone,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Would I be zesty or tough as nails in buzzard meal speak,<\/span><\/p>\n

Thinking of buzzard meat as a guest is not for the meek,<\/span><\/p>\n

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To be the guest of honor may or may not be okay,<\/span><\/p>\n

If it is I they feast upon, I will pass on that scary day,<\/span><\/p>\n

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A thought of sickness crept through my brain till dead,<\/span><\/p>\n

Would I attend if they were serving me steak instead,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Now to serve me could mean more than one thing in rhyme,<\/span><\/p>\n

If I was served on a silver platter as a main dish of flesh of mine,<\/span><\/p>\n

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That is number one with the other to mean I was served food,<\/span><\/p>\n

This has to be the weirdest poem you have ever withstood,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Perhaps I’ve spent too much time on being buzzard served,<\/span><\/p>\n

To be honest those big birds have left me unnerved,<\/span><\/p>\n

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As I stared in wonder I myself began thoughts of wonder,<\/span><\/p>\n

What is it these big birds have in mind that’s down under,<\/span><\/p>\n

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When at last I saw what can only be described as black,<\/span><\/p>\n

A blob of black lies in the grass trying to get its legs back,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Legs?\u00a0 Now how could I possibly know how black gets about,<\/span><\/p>\n

If not for these protective windows I’d render aid with a shout,<\/span><\/p>\n

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I noticed the circle seemed more festive or perhaps intense,<\/span><\/p>\n

With big black buzzard abandon it might make more sense,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Try as I may to enter the buzzards mind of eat black blob need,<\/span><\/p>\n

I realized it’s impossible when I felt a sudden need for speed,<\/span><\/p>\n

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This speed brought cause of concern, was I inside,<\/span><\/p>\n

If inside the mind of a buzzard I’ll take it for a ride,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Too glide freely through the air on wings would be supreme,<\/span><\/p>\n

But to do so while driving a buzzard’s mind is a bit extreme,<\/span><\/p>\n

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I never made it inside the mind of Black Buzzard Tex,<\/span><\/p>\n

That’s what I named him so there’s no need to perplex,<\/span><\/p>\n

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On with my tell all tale of Black Buzzard Tex and his tail,<\/span><\/p>\n

I included his tail so all spellings of tell would be in this tale,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Suddenly with no reason or rhyme this meanest of buzzards dove,<\/span><\/p>\n

Shot off like a bullet I should say, or as if a jet airplane it drove,<\/span><\/p>\n

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The blob of black had no chance I thought as Buzzard Tex struck,<\/span><\/p>\n

I must say as black blobs go this black blob had very bad luck,<\/span><\/p>\n

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So many buzzards above and black blob the one they sought,<\/span><\/p>\n

All the buzzards followed Black Buzzard Tex and what he got,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Black blob was hung in Tex’s toes or to be correct, perfect claws,<\/span><\/p>\n

As buzzards pee on their feet we know Black Buzzard Tex had flaws,<\/span><\/p>\n

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To catch a black blob while diving so fast they must be good feet,<\/span><\/p>\n

To catch a black blob while diving so fast it must be a good feat,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Into oblivion and who knows where black blob and Tex buzzard went,<\/span><\/p>\n

When you see a big black ugly buzzard poop it might be a hint,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Once that poop was more black blob than poop take time to consider,<\/span><\/p>\n

And when Tex buzzard pees on his feet for cooling it may be to rid her,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Perhaps I’ve been wrong all along and Tex was a buzzard female,<\/span><\/p>\n

To rid herself of all the male buzzards in tow, she made herself smell.<\/span><\/p>\n

The end, by Pat<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I was watching the buzzards out back circling.\u00a0 I wondered what they were waiting on to die when I suddenly realized maybe me.\u00a0 To my great relief I saw one dive, then all of rest dive at once.\u00a0 The first to dive was big and ugly.\u00a0 Big ugly landed upon a black, a black is […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-769","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","category-uncategorized","czr-hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/769","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=769"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/769\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":770,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/769\/revisions\/770"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=769"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=769"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=769"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}