Double Dactyls, the Higgledy Piggledy Poetry Thread

Hinkety Pinkety,
Gloria Vanderbilt,
Anderson Cooper’s mom,
that white-haired freak.

Maker of denim jeans,
Shaped for the shapely, not
Uncallipygian
Turners of cheek.

An old one of mine:

Higgledy piggledy
Titus Andronicus
Lost his whole family
(Quite a large bunch)

Then singlehandedly
Tracked down his enemies
Wrapped them in pastry and
Served them for lunch.

BobArrgh, MonkeyMensch–man, you guys are speedy. Thanks.

I suppose it would be only polite to contribute to my own thread.

I’ve posted this one on the boards before, but for anyone who missed it:

Flippity Flappity
anas platyrhynchos
Do things flow like water
Off of your back?

Don’t try to navigate
Echolocational
Tested by Mythbusters
“Quack, damn you, quack!”
Some friends of mine do a monthly challenge of some sort of creative endeavor. A few years ago, it was double dactyls. The results are here.

Hope this isn’t too esoteric (not for SDMB!), but I’ll bet Chronos will get it:

Higgsiny, Bosonny,
“We’re made of star-stuff,” said
Burbage and Burbage,
Fowler and Hoyle.

Stellar interiors,
Nucleosynthesis,
Binding in fusion and
Brought to a boil!

Flippity-floppity
frontal lobotomy
could be just the thing for
clearing your head

Cut diagonally,
trepanationally
with excesses of care
else you’ll be dead.

Helfia, skelfia
West Philadelphia
The town in which I was
brought up and raised

Fought accidentally,
Transcontinentally,
Fled to Bel Air for the
rest of my days.

Mine is in the style of gore-metal band Carcass:

*Slippity-sloppity
vomiting faecal tract
parasite colony
fermented pus

Manifestation of
malignant purulence
psychopathology
bloated thrombus*

Aaand who wants breakfast? :smiley:

Topsily-turvily,
Gilbert and Sullivan
Produced operettas
Exceedingly fine

Most satiristic’ly,
Characteristic’ly,
Set farcical doings
In metre and rhyme.

I’ve been lurking in this neighborhood awhile and I like its tone so I’m jumping in.

Higgledy Piggeldy
Mandelbrot’s legacy:
Infinite worlds shown through
iteration.

Computers made possible
visualization
of fractals denying
delineation.

Cheating and stretching things a bit – including the stress needing to be on the wrong syllable of the six-syllable word. Anyway:

Hogwarty, Warthoggy,
Joanne K. Rowling-o
Coined in multimillions
From wizardy stuff;

Serendipitously
All befell, that the world
Loved it – might just as soon
Have judged, “what weak guff”.

Again, stretching matters a bit – but seen as a crossover with the thread on this sub-forum, “A Discussion about whether Shakespeare is Shakespeare without Dismissiveness”.

Without dismissiveness,
Willy the Shakey, he
Wrote what attributed,
Or he did not…

Proved source of all of this –
Oxford, Liz, Bacon, Chris –
Incontrovertibly?
None will e’er wot.

Selfishly – having a contribution – am a bit afraid that this thread will disappear into the “Great Beyond”, if not re-activated. Herewith, another of mine – explanation, recent apocryphal-and-unlikely-seeming tale published in my, in the UK, local newspaper, about a local World War 1 hero (name, Henry Tandey) who reputedly had Adolf Hitler in his gunsights very late in 1918; but Adolf being wounded and not trying to raise his rifle or defend himself, Henry compassionately refrained from shooting him. In convoluted ways, Henry became, 20-odd years later, aware of his oversight, and suffered bad pangs of conscience re same.

Alterny, squalterny,
Henricus Tandeyus
Spared Adolf Hitler
In 1918;

Had he done otherwise,
What would become of it?
Un-pre-foreseeable
All would have been.

Higgeldy Piggeldy
Poet John Hollander
Spent a long life melding
Meter and rhyme

Foiling the critics, he
Double-dactylically
Changed the ridiculous
To the sublime.
(composed as a condolence letter to our cousins, JH’s daughters Liz and Martha Hollander) –
Alex Chaffee
Mary Chaffee

Very nice, Chaffees.

Btw, I have found Hollander’s “Rhyme’s Reason” a very effective as well as clever explanation of various poetic forms. My copy did get quite water damaged, so I will keep my eyes open at the Strand for another. The one time I ever used a book search service was for “Jiggery-Pokery”, of which one copy was officially floating about in the New York Public Library system, but which someone seemed to have borrowed permanently.