Snowball-Prayer Poem (Calvin and Hobbes Resurrection): The Snowball Prayer
(Homicidal Psycho Jungle Cat)
Oh lovely snowball, packed with care
Smack a head that's unaware.
Then with freezing ice to spare
Melt and soak through underwear.
Fly straight and true, hit hard and square,
This, oh snowball, is my prayer.
Hobbes' Weird Poem (Calvin and Hobbes Resurrection): Hobbes' Wierd Poem
Until you stalk and,
overrun,
You can't devour,
anyone.
A Tiger Poem (Calvin and Hobbes Resurrection): Pooped Tiger
Still and quiet feline form,
In the sun, asleep and warm.
His tail is limp, his whiskers drooped.
Man, what could make this cat so pooped?
Science Fiction Poem (Calvin and Hobbes Resurrection): Science Fiction Story
(The Days Are Just Packed)
The aliens came
From a far distant world
In a large yellow ship
That blinked as it twirled.
It rounded the moon
And entered our sky
We knew they had come
But we didn't know why
Bright the next morning
With noisy commotion,
The ship moved
Out over the ocean.
It lowered a tube
And drained the whole sea
For transport back home
To their galaxy.
The tube then sucked up
The clouds and the air,
Causing no small amount
Of earthling despair.
With nothing to breathe
We started to die
"help us! Please stop!"
Was the public outcry
A hatch opened up
And the aliens said,
"We're sorry to learn
That soon you'll be dead,
But though you may find
This slightly macabre,
We prefer your extinction
To the loss of our job."
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And of course.... my personal favourites.
Christmas Eve (Calvin and Hobbes Resurrection): Christmas Eve
From: Scientific Progress Goes "Boink"
On window panes, the icy frost
Leaves feathered patterns, crissed & crossed,
But in our house the christmas tree
Is decorated festively
With tiny dots of colored light
That cozy up this winter night.
Christmas songs, familiar, slow,
Play softly on the radio.
Pops and isses from the fire
Whistle with the bells and choir.
My tiger is now fast asleep
On his back and dreaming deep.
When the fire makes him hot,
He turns to warm whatever's not.
Propped against him on the rug,
I give my friend a gentle hug.
Tomorrow's what I'm waiting for,
But I can wait a little more.
Haiku Poem (Calvin and Hobbes Resurrection): Haiku
From: Scientific Progress Goes "Boink"
Twitching tufted tail,
A toasty tawny tummy,
A tired tiger.
