A Poem For Your Thoughts

Author Unknown: One Bright Morning in the Middle of the Night

Davis Creach, Arts Editor

Welcome back to the U of NA, readers. I hope you all enjoyed your break and are somewhat ready to get back to the grind. To get you back into the swing of things, enjoy this short and enjoyable edition of Poem for Your Thoughts! Each edition will include two poems, the first being a featured piece written by a famous poet that will be analyzed and interpreted according to my point of view. Of course, everyone’s interpretation is different and valid, and the comment section will be open for any further discussion. The second piece is written by yours truly and will be open to complete interpretation and analysis. Go forth, enjoy, and as you read, remember: “It is not what you look at that matters, it is what you see.” – Henry David Thoreau

 

Poem One: One Bright Morning In The Middle of the Night by Author Unknown

 

One bright morning in the middle of the night

two dead boys got up to fight.

Back to back they faced each other

Drew their swords and shot each other.

A deaf policeman heard the noise

and ran to save the two dead boys.

If you don’t believe this lie is true

Ask the blind man, he saw it, too.

 

Thoughts: This week’s poem was recommended by our Politics Editor at The Uproar, Nick Giorgetti. It is one of his favorite poems because it is hilarious due to its purpose to make no sense whatsoever. Believe it or not, this is actually a legitimate poetic form known as Nonsense Verse. Poems written in this style consist of absolute ridiculous wordplay and pull plenty of smiles and laughs (of either hilarity or confusion) from its readers. This poem is no exception. Unlike any other edition of this column, the author of this poem is unknown and there are several variations of this poem. It is a short and hilarious poem that runs completely on paradox and humor; a short and simple poem that will lift your spirits this weekend after a hard week coming off break.

 

Poem Two: Kung Pow Chicken by D.C.

I don’t like beef in my Kung Pow Chicken,

I can’t stand sleepin’ if my feet ain’t sittin’.

Bang! Bang! Bang! whispers the angry cook,

With a wrrrrrrip! and shfffft! he carefully turns through his book,

I don’t like beef in my Kung Pow Chicken.

 

I don’t like beef in my Kung Pow Chicken,

But chickens should never be brought to my kitchen!

Take in the garbage and throw out the dinner,

Pour cheese fondue over my cookies, call me a sinner.

But whatever you do, remember, no matter how smitten,

I don’t like beef in my Kung Pow Chicken.

-D.C.

 

I hope you all enjoyed the utter nonsense in this edition of A Poem For Your Thoughts. Tune in next week for another dose of poetic medicine! Discover wisdom and stay happy, dear readers!