Mardi gras Poems
The King Cake Baby
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
As January 6th approaches
A cautious excitement fills the air...
For all throughout New Orleans
Arrive the King Cakes with Mardi Gras flare...
As the King Cake boxes arrive
At schools and offices all around...
We cut the King Cakes and sink our teeth
Into a delicious sugary mound...
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Mardi Gras Ladders
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
It’s an annual tradition...
For generations past...
This ain’t our first Mardi Gras...
And it won’t be our last...
We all arrived early...
At least a week or more…
To set up our Mardi Gras ladders...
Just like our parents did before...
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The Mardi Gras Fountain
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Who remembers when our parents...
After the dinner dishes were all put away...
Would discuss together as a family...
For that perfect ending of the day...
After we bathed and brushed our teeth...
Put on our clean footy pajamas...
We grabbed a bunch of warm blankets...
And fresh cocktails for the mommas...
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All Hail The King!
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Back in 1949, the Krewe of Zulu
elected their brand new king...
And to everyone celebrating Mardi Gras
this man would finally bring...
The kind of Mardi Gras revelry
no New Orleanian had ever seen...
Hail King Louis Armstrong
and his beautiful Mardi Gras queen...
They landed on a tugboat
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My Mardi Gras Angel
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
“Throw me something Mister!”
She hollered from the heavens up above...
Some pretty beads...
As she quietly pleaded...
Or maybe a turtle dove...
We lost her way too early...
She was a gift from God...
A beautiful child...
Both sweet and mild...
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Float Rider Blues
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
It was my first time riding
In a Mardi Gras night parade
It was hard to hide this wonderful feeling
Of flying high as I stood and surveyed
The night was cool, and the music was funky
The mood was good, and the sky was clear
I was feeling excited to be riding on the float
As I grabbed myself yet another cold beer
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The Mardi Gras Fountain
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Who remembers when our parents...
After the dinner dishes were all put away...
Would discuss together as a family...
For that perfect ending of the day...
After we bathed and brushed our teeth...
Put on our clean footy pajamas...
We grabbed a bunch of warm blankets...
And fresh cocktails for the mommas...
......
Mardi Gras Ladders
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
It’s an annual tradition...
For generations past...
This ain’t our first Mardi Gras...
And it won’t be our last...
We all arrived early...
At least a week or more…
To set up our Mardi Gras ladders...
Just like our parents did before...
......
Yardi Gras!
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Yardi Gras, Yardi Gras
We love our Yardi Gras!
YARDI GRAS!
When da chips are down...
And we’re feeling blue...
We all come together...
It’s just what Who Dats do!
Whether it’s a hurricane...
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My Mardi Gras Angel
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
“Throw me something Mister!”
She hollered from the heavens up above...
Some pretty beads...
As she quietly pleaded...
Or maybe a turtle dove...
We lost her way too early...
She was a gift from God...
A beautiful child...
Both sweet and mild...
......
