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to Pezhead Monthly!
month, I am proud to feature the 2011 Pez Poetry Slam,
an extended collection of Pez poems for your (hopefullly
at least fleeting) enjoyment. You'll laugh, you'll cry,
and you'll be reminded on more than one occasion of the
magic and wonder of Pez. This is the ninth Pez Poetry Slam
that Pezhead Monthly has published (you can check
out the archives for the
others). This edition includes 17 Pez poems- the most yet
for any single Pez Poetry Slam!
thanks are due to Lisa Martell for her three contributions
this year. Thanks are also due to txt2pic.com, who provided
the idea and the technical mojo for the 2011 Pez Poetry
the issue, and see you next month!
Editor, Pezhead Monthly
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There's always Pez
Within your reach.
Man, you'll be so
Glad you showed up.
Where you may be,
Pez is there, so
Grab it, baby!
I can build a house
Out of the Pez candy bricks
That I have consumed.
by Lisa Martell
Pez makes my world go around
as I travel from town to town
searching for that "diamond in the rough"
at times can be discouraging and really tough
my dedication and patience ever pay off
as I dig through boxes and look under stuff?
before my wandering eyes had appeared
but a hand painted, die-cut Mickey I've searched for for
find like that would be hard to top
but Andrea and I persevered and traveled non-stop
flea markets to yard sales
state to state
us great incentive
to NEVER wake up late
our search that led us to a market
where finding Bullwinkle with a brown stem would find a
home in my pocket
amazing finds I consider my treasures
I 'til this day find Pez hunting a pleasure!
once was a Pezhead named Al
Who happened upon a yard sale.
When he saw that shoebox,
He shouted This rocks!
And went home with vintage Pez Pals.
still fresh within my mind,
The moment of my biggest score:
It was the day that I did find
The vintage Pez of Mighty Thor.
craftmanship, so very nice
A piece of art, surreal, sublime
And true, I paid a hefty price,
But he was worth it, ev'ry dime.
him home, that God of Thunder,
Inside my curio he stands.
And now and then I stare in wonder,
Such strong attention he commands.
then a couple months ago,
In Stamford, hopping room to room,
I saw it there and shouted Whoa!
Could it be? Should I presume?
It was my Thor! Yet it was not!
This new Pez caught me off my guard!
Again the hero's sun was hot,
Lookin' sharp, and mint on card.
And now I find myself enamored
Of heroes from today and past
And by the power of Thor's hammer,
This mighty Pez is built to last.
Pez Haiku #119
quit her show
So she could spend more time with
Her Pez dispensers.
OMG LOL PDOJ
a text from John,
And it read OMG.
But when I asked him what was up,
He just said BRB.
a text from Paul;
I asked him what he meant by that,
Because, man, IDK.
a text from George,
It shouted LOL
I wondered if his laugh was truly
a text to all
It was PDOJ
But no one cared that I found Pez
A Sonnet for Backwards Spidey
Spidey, what a cruel fate!
Your face, eternally against a card.
A life so solitary must be hard
For someone who this troubled world awaits.
Did Dr. Octopus put out some bait
That caught you so completely off your guard?
You'd think your Spidey sense would do its part
To keep you from your trapped and helpless state.
At least your sad condition lets you rest
From slinging webs and climbing all those walls,
From nabbing thugs and getting into brawls.
But now there is a villain you can't best:
A Pez collector who looks on in glee,
And doesn't want to set his hero free.
by Lisa Martell
Dispenser, fun to play with
Fun for everyone!
2011 Pez Poetry Slam continues here!
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