Poems relating to the comic strip Astro Pooch by Floyd Gottfredson. Created on Duck Comics Revue.
Description[]
Haiku[]
by GeoX
Astro Pooch, a beast
Who flees freezing wind and snow
For space: is there cheese?
Limerick[]
by GeoX
There once was a poochie named Astro
Whose interest in -nomy was gastro-
He went into space
Which was surely the place
Where he would find cheese--it won't last though
Clerihew[]
by GeoX
Astro Pooch the puppy
Went into space like a stellar guppy
When asked what for
He countered that it's cheese he had a craving for
Petrarchan sonnet[]
by GeoX
This pup is sad, of that there is no doubt
For he was living in a world of fear:
The moon--it's cheese or rather something drear?
That second choice a nightmare, for without
The promise of some cheese, not brussels sprout
What could perk up a gastronome's dog-ear
And fill him up with joy from year to year?
But how to get that cheese--a grand payout?
To space, young pooch--and you will learn the truth!
And so, indeed, he goes, and with a crash,
He finds himself alone upon the moon
But all the gods upon him shine their ruth,
For midst the lunar ruins and the ash,
It's cheese he finds--a bountiful-ish boon.
Shakespearean sonnet[]
by GeoX
A dog named Astro Pooch would go to space
But not for reasons you or I would go:
Our moon: it's rocks, but maybe also ques'?
It's this the noble beastie wished to know
Alas his ship was dashed against the rocks
And now he must strike out upon his own
E'en when a moonman our poor poochie mocks
He shall persist and make the truth be known.
The moonman hurls some turf at this brave beast
The fierce attack makes our poor hero quail
But soon he learns that at the very least
It marks a happy ending to this tale
For now he's learned that he was nowise wrong
The moon is made of cheese: so ends this song
Spencerian sonnet[]
by GeoX
He thinks there may be aliens in space,
Does this, the noble pup whom we all know,
And also that the moon has dairy base
And that to there he is quite keen to go.
So in his rocket, in which he did stow
The hero dog did leave these earthly climes
For out in space he'll find a creature, lo,
And also cheese and other treats, betimes
The creature did indeed pick up some slimes
And fling them at our friendly canine--splat!
But luck soon in our hero's favor chimes
For 'twas not slime but cheese--good cheese at that!
And so he fixed his ship and soon went back
To earth to tell to all: that cheese ain't wack!
Villainelle[]
by GeoX
It's Astro Pooch, a noble mutt for sure;
He thinks the moon is green and made of cheese,
In spite of the contempt he must endure.
"This is the truth!" he oft is known to roar,
"I'd like some of that lunar queso please!"
He's Astro Pooch, a noble mutt for sure.
And yet he's like the noble mutts of yore,
Is Astro Pooch, who often shouts "oh geez!"
In spite of the contempt he must endure.
He goes to space and leaves the earth's dim shore
To know it's real and not at all a tease.
He's Astro Pooch, a noble mutt for sure.
But what is this that he's ne'r seen before?
A moonman, filled with rage (he's lost his keys?)
This shows us the contempt he must endure.
You've proven it, the moon is cheese, no more!
Do not let anger your frail body seize.
You're Astro Pooch, a noble mutt for sure,
In spite of the contempt you must endure.
Couplet poem[]
by Drleevezan (as george greg)
When Astro-Pooch hit the moon,
He never expected to come down so soon,
But the moonling there threw at him cheese,
Because he tried to take it without saying please
Terza rima verse poem[]
by Drleevezan (as george greg)
O pooch of astro flying to the moon,
Thou who seeks cheese and affirmation of a myth,
Be careful, for you will be splattered soon,
By cheese, which a moonling will hit you with
Renaissance-era poem[]
By Pan Milius
A Dog on exile! Noble martyr!
Ulysses! Ben-Hur! Tempting faith!
Nor is he richer nor he's smarter,
But equally haunted by lives wraith,
Seeking like night Is seeking dawn,
The Moon! The wonder! Thirst of poets!
Tempting like Whore of Babylon
Beyond description of all sonnets!
What do you lust for afflicted creature?
Wisdom and knowledge not seen by eyes?
You are oppressor? Perhaps a teacher?
What bold enigma in your mind lies?
He stroke the surface of longed Moon
Like Once Alexander stroke The Persians,
Will You reveal Your life’s goal soon?
Don’t mock us with your sick perversions!
Share your desires! I’m on my knees!
Infect us with your arrow cupid!
Turns out he wanted just some cheese.
....Ok! I’m out! That's [censored] stupid!
Seussian poem[]
By Pan Milius
In the blog-blong galaxy,
By the planet of Vooch,
There’s a home of a doggy,
And he’s named Astro Pooch!
In his racket he Swooshes,
Like a fence jumping cow,
He do visits the green Moon
And he crashes with POW!
Then he ARF! like an ARF'er,
And he never says please,
He just stalks little green-man,
And he bugs them for cheese!
Now the moral is this,
(Or the moral is “that”?)
Don’t ask cheese from an Alien,
Or you meet with a SPLAT!
Ronsardian sonnet in French in Alexandrine verse[]
By Scrooge MacDuck (as Achille Talon)
Il vole dans les airs, le canin cosmonaute,
Son but est simple: car cet Astro-Toutou saute
Sur une occasion, au combien irremplaçable:
Prouver que cette Lune est faite de fromage.
Il n'a pas terminé ses cours de pilotage,
Mais dans sa grande quête, Astro est implacable,
Debout sur sa fusée, Astro-Toutou s'envole,
Pour atteindre bien vite un astre cosmopole.
Las! Que cette Sélène est dépourvue de charmes,
Elle est d'un vert pourri assez peu attirant,
Et un homme irascible est son seul habitant.
Le petit alien vert n'aime pas les toutous,
Et il renvoie au loin Astro pourtant si doux,
Avec une louchée de fondue pour arme !"
In Polish Adam Mickiewicz style[]
By Pan Milius
Któż z chwatów potrafił se przypisać czyny,
Te na miarę zacnej, sławnej Astro Psiny?
Wielu się starało, jednak nikt niestety,
Będąc psem nie umiał ujarzmić rakiety!
Tym co jej nie znają prędko zrzędnie mina,
Gdy odkryją zaraz jak to Astro Psina
za rakiety gwiezdnej pochwyciła stery,
i księżyc podbiwszy pytała o sery.
A zdobycie sera nie jest łatwym czynem,
Zwłaszcza, gdy kosmita nie jest marsjaninem,
a z księżyca obcym, którzy jak warchoły,
Ciskają w twarz kwasem w sposób nie wesoły!
Tanka[]
by Drleevezan (as george greg)
Among the dark stars
A noble pooch in a ship
In the Earth’s Orbit
Soaring, hoping to find cheese,
Up on the shining moon
Styled after Lewis Carroll's "Jabberwocky"[]
by Drleevezan (as george greg)
’Twas midnight, and the Astro Pooch
Did soar and fly on through space:
All cheesy were his thoughts inside,
For the moon cheese he did race.
“Beware the moon people, my friend!
The mouths that scowl, the hands that throw!
Beware the moon people, and find
The slimy cheese that falls like snow!”
He took his rocket ship up high;
Long time the delicious cheese he sought—
Till crashed he on the moon, you see
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in cheese-ish thought he stood,
The moon man, with his eyes of flame,
Came running at him as he would,
Throwing cheese as he came!
Take this! Take that! And splish and splat!
The moon man’s cheese went splatter splat!
It flew with dread, and hit Pooch’s head
So he went a-flying back.
“And hast thou found the cheese, my friend?
Come here to me, my Astro-Pup!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He threw his arms straight up.
’Twas midnight, and the Astro Pooch
Did soar and fly on through space:
All cheesy were his thoughts inside,
For the moon cheese he did race
Gene Braddenbury style[]
By Debbie Anne Perry (as Debbie Anne)
Space, the final frontier.
These are the voyages of Astro Pooch!
His four panel mission: to explore strange new worlds; to seek out cheese; to boldly go where no pooch has gone before!
Haiku II[]
by Elaine
Astro-Pooch collides
with the moon; the cheese he seeks--
SPLAT!--collides with him.
12 syllables per rhyming line[]
by Elaine
A reckless hound
Sets forth in space
To seek green cheese.
Rebounding post-crash
On the moon, the
Pup there sees
One strange small guy,
Outraged,
Cheese-hurling.
Hound, say "please"!