.Leigh Goldberg,,,,,And I don't think you knew My long distance interest in you by the Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

Leigh Goldberg , when did my feelings for you get so deep

When did they take that big long love leap
Going from Facebook friend to hush hush crush
What a rip roaring rush



And I don't think you knew


My long distance interest in you

Leigh,since when your smile make me go weak
when did yor tears make mine start to leak
Why does this happen when I'm always so strong
When people called me Superman Steve I guess they were wrong






And I don't think you knew


My long distance interest in you


Leigh, when you talk I t watch your beauty mark above your and 2 x lip


To notice their shape and curves when they dip
Wait, why am I looking? Single , available I don't even know
And I can't help but wonder what is your status quo






And I don't think you knew


My long distance interest in you


Your beautiful green eyes are like the color of mine
They're so deep and bright you'd believe they were stars on cloud nine
They pour forth emotions in raging rivers
They could make even me believe that Santa always delivers


And I don't think you knew


My long distance interest in you


Your body is perfection though you probably deny it
It makes my head spin with every glance I give, I must admit
You have bewitched me for months you beautiful female Joburg Lion
Our displaced Candice Swanepoel and Charlize Theron living in Zion






And I don't think you knew


My long distance interest in you



I, the Poet Laureate of Zion love how you look and who you are
Be my muse for many love poems with romantic flair
I love your eloquent columns,smart with a heart so strong
Personally, enticing and nothing at all with them wrong


And I don't think you knew


My long distance interest in you


Now 2016 has gone and 2017 has begunwith Donny T coup d'etat,
I wonder if I invited you and you would care for 10 x C Coffee, Cake , Chat
Conversation, Cuddles, Caresses, 2 are ex rated and not for publication
If that goes well to a Chuppah with Children , two preferably or a zillion



Now that I, The Bard of Bat Yam, have said it with my poetic skill and ingenuity
Message me back your acceptance, date and time with utmost alacrity

Rikkki de Riiik by The Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

You've torn the daily paper into a million shreds,
And tested the comfort Of all the chairs, sofas and beds.
Chased a zillion types of balls,
All over the floor.
Hiss, spat and cat call.
At all the feral cats and the dog next door,
And proved yourself so brave and bold.
For a tiny kitty cat only eight months old.
You're now a ginger little fluffy ball
Curled up tight asleep on the expensive rug in the hall.

Feeling British today.Go Bulldogs or Go Chelsea Cats would be more appropriate. Schmoozing with Rikkki de Riiik . Cats are God's gifts to mankind...... seriously everyone should adopt a kittycat .... loyal,loving,low maintenance and wonderful for your blood pressure and stress levels......Became an Israeli Citizen today exactly 30 years ago. Arrived as a Skinnymeliks like Laurel Hardy by 30years in Zion ( and all that Jewish Cooking) would give OIliver Hardy a run for his money in the fattyboomboom stakes .

The Catman of Bat Yam by the Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

I am absolutely relentless,

in my love of all kittycats
like Pocahontas,
who possessed the spirit 
of experimentation,
pushed her limits
to the very brink.
O yes, I think some
labeled me meshugah 
like my big sis Lesleigh D

and daughter Kimberly-Mor,

and son Joey-Jonty, 

in our love of feline feral or home raised
My affection could go on forever.
And when I am through,
which was hardly ever,
I  left 1000 reasons 
in on my garden wall and path,
why I like I think I  The Bard of Bat Yam

Poet Laureate of Zion

has qualified to be finally called 
A Catman or Catperson.
Either or ,but to me,
always to me,
I am just plain old Angel,

even if I tag and say so,

in League with A Gabrial

God's ( why should it be a woman)

Main wingperson (pun inteneded) 
A member of the 82nd Airbourne Battalion

Of Jewish Catpeople

in the Middle East

and in particular in Zion..

Lana Schechte's White Horsed Knight in Shining Armour by the Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

Lana Schechte's White Horsed Knight in Shining Armour

In her  frum world full of tzitzit, tzniut , heartache, gloom  and pain, 
Lana Schechter needs Stephen D's  help her through the Brooklyn rain. 
To comfort her when she is flirty on Shabbat.com , naughty and zealous

Doing  everything just to make him and other bashers insanely jealous

In this world she thinks she needs a Jewish  White Horse  Brave Knight,
Who would never, never , never  give up any Yiddisheit fight.
A knight who would kiss and cuddle  away  her  tears,
And help her to overcome all " must find my basher 2.0 quickly''  fears.

A  Knight of Torah and Zion who loves her for all her chutspa, beauty and  inside,
With Stephen D  there's nothing more she will ever need to cover or  hide.
A person who will still be ( if he is not suspended ) standing bold and  strong,
Even though wooing her openly poetically on Shabbat.com is halachically wrong.

Lana Schechter needs Stephen D who is willing to give her much, much  more,
Someone she canher Israelite  White Horsed Knight, In Shabbat Shining  Armour

Two Couch Potatoes by The Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

Two Couch Potato

Rikkki de Rik and DeeBeeJay on the sofa
Munching on caviar  &  salmon catchips
Not a care in their supernova 
Of excess  calories on their cute little hips.

Slouched down in their comfortable position
Their yellow fleece blanket glued to their face
You Hey Rikki abd DBJ a question
But their demeanor suggest they're in outer space.

You call them "Come to  Steve" , their devotee
They hey ho no they won't leave their favorite chair
Unless you kiss , cuddle, feed  and carry them back with guarantee 
They have every intention too of eating their din-dins there.

DeeJBeeJay and Rikkki De Riik are getting fatter
Nothing Steve doesl get them to diet,exercise and go out
Steve tempts then to the garden with a salmon puff cracker   
And all the way they protest , hiss and shout.

These kittie cats of Steve are classic Couch Potatoes
No further does Steve get
He is caught within their ''can't do wrong'' halos 
and within their schnuggle cuddly  cuteness  net.

El Douche-bag Donald Trump is a wreck! by The Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

El Douche-bag Donald Trump is a wreck!
Talk about politically incorrect,Trump is ethical broke!
Your proverbial bad joke!
Can his Twittering get any dumber?
Has he thought reality of his numbers?
Thinks he is our knight in shining armor,
Can't even handle personal indiscretion war.
Ask Ivana and Melania about his demeanor,
Has no right to call anyone a loser
If he should happen to win,
Call me Canadian!
Talk about Arrogant
When he passes a mirror he stops and pouts
Donald Trump 45th President, a hellish dilemma
#RIPUSA God Save America

Oy Vey President Trump #RIPUSA I do not like this Donald Twit, I do not like him just one bit

El Duce The KKK Duke Donald Trump by The Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

At Trump rallies he vomit spurs hate and rants,
Xenophobes puke back pro El Duce Don-Duke chants,
His base master race base,
All wears Wonder Bread face,
They’re the GOP’s white racist elephants


No discouraging words are allowed,
From Trump protesters found in the crowd,
Don goads each supporter,
To beat up and give no quarter,
To shout down naysayers… decibels loud!


To define the Trump push back… full gist,
If you defy him, his mobs will get pissed,
The ‘tude of his minions,
All dissenting opinions,
Will be squelched with chokehold and clenched fist!


There now is a candidate Trump
Who loves to talk hate from the stump,
Dressed to the nines, yet uncouth,
Exhumes Dolf’s Hitler youth,
Trash like Trump belongs in city dump!


Young school kids frequent their playground haunt,
Trump’s hate speech is the ‘tude they flaunt,
At Muslim classmates they’ll snort,
Forewarn Trump will deport,
Instill fear, sneer, jeer, torment and taunt!



The pro-Trump voter is recalcitrant,
A gun nut, cross burner and miscreant,
He’s sycophantic and manic,
Never Muslim, Black, Star of David Jew or Hispanic,
The GOP’s hardliner, white elephant!


At RNC, too few righties may rant,
“Our frontrunner is too arrogant!
Either make Trump stand down,
Or run Don out of town,
We have to curb our elephant!”


Will the RNC ever pay heed?
Understand Trump is the demon seed,
To be truthful, fully,
That bastard’s a bully,
The apex of hate, hubris, greed!


In muddy bigotry, chump Trump is mired,
Re his supporters, there’s no brain required,
If yahoos get their way,
On Election Day,
It’ll be far too late to shout, “YOU’RE FIRED!”


Trump’s hate speeches stir up the panic,
Of folks: Muslim, Star of David Jew, Black and Hispanic,
Though Don speaks the unthinkable,
That xenophobe ain’t unsinkable,
Clinton or Sanders could prove him Titanic!

Cameos From Zion: Rikkki de Riiik And The Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laur...

Cameos From Zion: Rikkki de Riiik And The Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laur...: The Poet Laureate of Zion sat at his desk in his displace African kraal and watched as his  ginger and white striped cat once more came b...

Rikkki de Riiik And The Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

The Poet Laureate of Zion sat at his desk in his displace African kraal
and watched as his  ginger and white striped cat
once more came by to pay a call
upon his laptop computer he sat

The Bard of Bat Yam, studied him and his  green eyes
Rikkki De Riiik stared straight back at him
he had a very royal princely  guise
from the day he wandered with in with a 'snuggle me Steve'  chagrin

This sweet ball of fluff  amused the Zionist Muse  no end
for sat upon his desk: he refused to bow or curtsey
was a subject who would to '' I have works to complete ''  not bend
a paw raised gentle to his cheek in courtesy

He knew that cats and kings were one
of a very, very special kind
for when all was said and done
that's how they weredestined and  designed

The Bard and Laureate of Zion watched the cat and smiled again
as he majestically,on urgent state business papers  settled down
a cat that ruled with cuteness and cuddliness in his  domain
his best friend and the Maharajah of all  Bat Yam town

Chayya In My Dreams,. Am I in Yours? by the Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

 At night Chayya , I ,dream of you,
Coming to be by my side.
I see your silhouette at first;
I watch your calm, quick glide.

Vivid images;
Pictures in my mind.
My night's love, my passion;
All in you I shall find.

Once again, you'll whisper to me,
"Hello, my dear. "
Your touch eases me,
Removing any fear.

Your gaze meets mine;
The warm look in your eyes,
It melts my heart. From now on
Nothing but blue skies!

Tonight you romance me;
Our bodies entwine.
You enter; I gasp!
Our souls combine.

A touch here, a tickle there,
It enthralls me; I am captivated.
Our bodies move, the motion constant;
My body's completely activated.

Throughout the night
Our passion flows,
Coming together,
My emotion grows.

For you,Chayya, in my dreams,
Oh, how I care.
But when morning comes,
I am left in despair.

Another night gone and passed.
I awake in ecstasy all alone.
For you visit at night; In dreams you come.
And I dread the coming of a new dawn.

Chayya by The Bard of Bat Yam , Poet Laureate of Zion

Chayya the Wanton Buxom Indian Young Lady from Bromley
Reproached for texting messages  lasciviously and salaciously
Said, "Heavens above!
I know online sex isn't love,
But it's such an entrancing facsimile."

Ode to Baron Sir Rikkkki De Riiiik , Count and Grand Duke of the Kingdom Of Zion by the Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

Hey You Two Legs instead of Four, I am  Rikkki de Riiik,  the JAP  Ginger Cat
Like all Jewish American Princes,  , lie on Steve"s book cluttered desk all day long
And yes, I am a cat that is  chubby, portly, flabby but not yet fat

I am related to George Windsor, posh,polished  and proud to be a Aristocrat
The Lord Mayors, an  Earl, pearl  and apple  in  Steve eyes I never can do any wrong
I am The Riiik his  snuggable, huggable,  lovable cuddly hot water bottle Ginger Cat

I will not wash the dishes , Steve, nor chase those free ranging bugs , slugs or even a  rat
Wrapped in  fleece blankets , on Steve's sofa and desk all day long  is were I belong
And yes,I am Rikkkie de Riiik Grand Duke of Chalet Darori , Palace de  Bat Yam  a Plutocrat

The Proletarian Wall Refuge Cats can bash the rat with a bat
Butter and barbecue spice  him in a crok pot, feed him to Mr. Mordechai Ching  Chong
I am a Rukkki de Riiik ( 3 xI  3 x K) Steve's favourite and most favoured  Ginger Cat

When other cats see me., bestest buddy of Steve, they do bow to my heritage ,fearand  frat
I am The Bard of Bat Yam's top cat and the kittycat muse cof the midnight meouing  song
And yes I am Ginger with white strips, a cat with a Coat of Arms not at all a yeechy fruit bat

I am that the Cat who sleeps all day on The Poet Laureate of Zion's couch also his mat
And at night nose to nose with him , yes I can be  exceedingly jealous and headstrong
My Name is Baron Sir Rikkkki De Riiik and Count  Steve's Most Favoured  Ginger Cat 

Cameos From Zion: A Poem to Celebrate the Union of Richard and Annie...

Cameos From Zion: A Poem to Celebrate the Union of Richard and Annie...: Oye Vey The Bard of Bat Yam tongue tied I began  But what better muse did I have other than the  wedding of Richard and Rhoann The Po...

A Poem to Celebrate the Union of Richard and Anniekins.... Mazal Tov from Kimmie , Jonty and Rikkki and the Bard of Bat Yam , Poet Laureate of Zion

Oye Vey The Bard of Bat Yam tongue tied I began
But what better muse did I have other than the wedding of Richard and Rhoann
The Poet Laureate of Zion could not temporary speak in rhythm and rhyme
And send a greeting to those under the Chuppah did stand and then bells did chime

On your wedding day Rikkki de Riiik and I send,
Some loving wishes to you as a long long time friend.
Don't worry what the future brings,
We are sure it will be full of the most happy happy things!

The brachot and blessings you exchange;the rings you will wear, 

For both , Anniekins and Richard to share!
A circle of real happiness to look to
The day of your marriage,yes it really really is true

So come rain or sunshine everything will be brilliantly fine,
The Riiik and I are sure you had a wonderful great time.
With all family and friends, digitally and physically beside you in your bros pozzie
We wish you showers of love, simcha v'sasoon , Richard and Annie

Starting your lives as one, Rikkki de Riiik ,Kimmie , Jonty and I wish you happiness together
May reign over your lives forever forever forever and ever

Yael MCCann ,another proposal from the Bard of Bat Yam , Poet Laureate of Zion

Yael McCann ,behold a beautiful, majestic  Canadian Goose
She appears to only be feathered , web foot and a Clucker we must Deduce

She seek a strong, capable guy who wants to study with Her
Someone to grow  in Torah and Mitzvos.and be her handsome Ben Hur

Repeated Marriage Proposals from The Poet Laureate of Zion she does not Lack
But all this single  Ashkenazi jean loving beauty does is respond negative Quacks.

She is specially fond of Gemara, Doctor Who, History Brits and Roman
A Journalist and Publicist in the USAF her secret clandestine  Alaskan  Trojan

When she,not with me in Israel but alone, kosher dines and Sups
Hey,is Skål, Gesondheit ,Sei gesund,Lechaim, In Your Face, Cheers and Bottoms Ups.

Milk and Honey is my favorite food-and I know it Yael's  favorite Too
Again,migrate to Zion and marry the Bard of Bat Yam and with that proposal ...Adieu 

Ode to the Disappearing Library by The Riiik Tripple K Rikkki and the Bard of Bat, Yam Poet Laureate of Zion

Everyone is welcome to walk through the door.
It really doesn't matter if you're rich or poor.
There are books in boxes and books on shelves.
They're free for you to borrow, so help yourselves.
Come and meet your heroes, old and new,
From William the Conqueror to Winnie the Pooh.
You can look into the Mirror or read The Times,
Or bring along a toddler to chant some rhymes.
The librarian's a friend who loves to lend,
So see if there's a book that she can recommend.
Read that book, and if you're bitten
You can borrow all the other ones the author's written.
Are you into battles or biography?
Are you keen on gerbils or geography?
Gardening or ghosts? Sharks or science fiction?
There's something here for everyone, whatever your addiction.
There are students revising, deep in concentration,
And school kids doing projects, finding inspiration.
Over in the corner there's a table with seating,
So come along and join in the Book Club meeting.
Yes, come to the library! Browse and borrow,
And help make sure it'll still be here tomorrow.

Symbiosis with The Riiiik Rikkki by The Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

Symbiosis with The Riiiik Rikkki

My Rikkki curls beneath the reading light
As if he had a perfect right
To settle down there for the night.
He hasn't felt a need to ask
If this is where a cat may bask.
I want to work right where I found him
But I guess I'll have to work around the wonderful thing--
Reasoning doesn't work with him a ball of ginger fur ;
I've tried but all he does is purr.
In 120 since my bestest buddy arrived of nights and days,
It seems we've learned each other's ways
Where Rikkki settles, The Riiiik Trippple k  Rikkki stays.

The Cat published by the Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

The Cat

You get a wife, you get a house,

Eventually you get a mouse.
You get some words regarding mice,
You get a kitty in a trice.

By two a.m. or thereabouts,
The mouse is in, the cat is out.
It dawns upon you, in your cot,
The mouse is silent, the cat is not.

Instead of kitty, says your spouse,
You should have got another mouse.