Them Moose Goosers

[Bunny]

How about Them Moose Goosers,
Ain't they recluse?
Up in them boondocks,
Goosin' them moose.

Goosin' them huge moose,
Goosin' them tiny,
Goosin' them meadow-moose
In they hiney.

Look at Them Moose Goosers,
Ain't they dumb?
Some use an umbrella,
Some use a thumb.

Them obtuse Moose Goosers,
Sneakin' through the woods,
Pokin' them snoozy moose
In they goods.

How to be a Moose Gooser?
It'll turn ye puce.
Gitchy gooser loose and
Rouse a drowsy moose!



Copyright Jake Olefsky

[trof]

1. I don't know who Jake is, but that is pure Mason Williams.

I love his "them poems".
Now I write 'em.

THEM CRAB PICKERS

How bout them crab pickers,
Ain't they news?
Pickin them Dungeness,
Pickin them Blues.

Pickin them he crabs,
Pickin them shes.
Bustin they legs up,
Suckin on the knees.

Them shell-crackin crab pickers,
Ain't they a shock?
Some use a ball peen,
Some use a rock.

How to be a crab picker?
It ain't very neat.
Whacka buncha Blue crabs,
Pick out the meat!

Once again with thanks and apologies to Mason Williams, the original "Them Poet".

[Bunny]

3. You are so right. Mason is listed at the top of the page, but Jake

is listed at the bottom. What the heck???

http://www.jakeo.com/fun/poetry/mason/moose.html

[trof]

4. Wonder how he copyrighted Mason's stuff?

Maybe it's his webpage that's copyrighted?

[Bunny]

6. Yeah, that must be it.

Good one, trof!

[trof]

2. THEM SQUID STICKERS

THEM SQUID STICKERS

How 'bout them squid stickers,
Ain't they gung ho?
Stickin' them squidy things,
In they tummy-o.

Stickin' them big squids,
Stickin' them tiny.
Stick 'em in the head,
And stick 'em in the hiney.

Them hugger-mugger squid stickers,
Ain't they smart?
Some use a ice-pick,
Some use a dart.

How to be a squid sticker?
If you wanna try:
Git a buncha slimy squids,
And stick 'em till they die.

[NoSheep]

5. Can everyone play?

How about Them lice Goosers,
Ain't they nice?
Up in them boondocks,
Goosin' them lice.

Goosin' them lice,
Goosin' them tiny,
Goosin' them head lice
In they hiney.

Look at Them lice goosers,
Ain't they dumb?
Some use a toothpick,
Some use a thumb.

Them obtuse lice Goosers,
Sneakin' through the woods,
Pokin' them snoozy lice
In they goods.

How to be a lice Gooser?
It'll turn ye to a grouse.
Gitchy gooser loose and
Rouse a drowsy louse!