Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

Dominion

August 21, 2009


Dominion

God gave man dominion
It says so in His book:
Every hill and valley,
Every lake and brook,
Every single creature,
Every frog and tree,
Exists for exploitation
By you and me

So don’t be fooled by tricksters
Who have the nerve to claim
That human beings and animals
Are really just the same
Just because our bodies
All have the same parts
With tissue, cells, and livers
Kidneys, brains, and hearts

If a chimp has ninety-eight
Percent of my chromosomes
How come I never saw one
Talking on the phone?
I ain’t no monkey’s uncle
So don’t insult me, please
By sayin’ that my ancestors
Climbed around in trees

So listen up tree-huggers
And tofu-eating fools
People own this planet
‘Cuz we make all the rules
If species are endangered
I don’t give a hoot
As long as there are critters
For me to eat and shoot

by Richard W. Bray

Let Your Garden Grow

August 21, 2009
garden

garden

Although it’s now the fashion for girls to shave down there
I’m pleading that you don’t remove that lovely patch of hair
Such cruel extirpation abuses all who care
For that glorious triangle beneath your underwear

Let your garden grow, sister, let your garden grow
Keep your forest natural; neither prune nor mow
Let your garden grow, sister, let your garden grow
Don’t shear off nature’s bounty, the flora down below

The benefits of bushes are aesthetic and tactile
And it’s also more hygienic to have a healthy pile
Of furry insulation and any normal guy’ll
Choose the feral beaver: hairy, happy, wild

Let your garden grow, sister, let your garden grow
Keep your forest natural; neither prune nor mow
Let your garden grow, sister, let your garden grow
Don’t shear off nature’s bounty, the flora down below

Originally I reckoned this was just a silly fad
How could anything Brazilian turn out to be so bad?
And how can I convince you that I’m not the only lad
Who prefers to see a female shaggy when unclad?

Let your garden grow, sister, let your garden grow
Keep your forest natural; neither prune nor mow
Let your garden grow, sister, let your garden grow
Don’t shear off nature’s bounty, the flora down below

by Richard W. Bray