Here for no good reason is a poem I wrote in tribute to some of the old syndicated comic strips from my childhood,
most of which have bitten the dust. It was posted here a while back. before I moved it to FICTIONEER.
Didn't even occur to me to work Little Orphan Annie into it (Or Pogo, or Bringing Up Father, or...)
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FUNNY PAPER FLOOZY BLUES
by LAIKA PUPKINO
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Alley Oop said to Betty Boop, “Goils like you is foxes!
I’d do back flips down to your comic strip if I could get outta these little boxes!”

Said Betty Boop to Alley Oop, “Don’t you be so sullen!
I can get free, I have a key. I got it from Moon Mullins...”

“Moon Mullins!” roared the Neanderthal, “Why that rotten mother-grabber!
I heered he was down in Dogpatch, cuckolding Lil’ Abner!”

“No gal of mine should spend her time with such salty sorts o’ fellas!”
At which Betty Boop giggled and whooped, “Why I do believe you’re jealous!”

Then out she slipped from her comic strip and climbed up into Prince Valiant,
Where she espied that comic’s namesame, astride his sorrel stallion.

She cried, “Good knight you look quite alright, with your hair so long and shiny!”
“Sorry Toots,” he lisped (with his hand on hip), “I’m dating Moose from Archie!”

“Poof!” she huffed---she’d heard quite enough!---and shimmied on up the funnies,
Where Dick Tracy was on vice detail and offered her some money.

“Well golly gee! You want little ol’ me? Why you granite jawed stud-muffin!
Put your dough away. I need a lay. I’ll go with you for nothin’!”

Now Tracy was an honest dick but no crime had been committed;
Except for Public Lewdness, of which she was aquitted.

Soon they had a shack---in more ways than one---on an isle pristine and private;
About a mile away (just across the bay) from Terry and the Pirates.

When it dawned on Oop that she’d flown the coop he let out an anguished roar!
Then he picked up his club and he ran amok and he wiped out the dinosaurs...