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Bats wings and lizards tails In this broth I am throwing When I'm through mine you'll be You just wait and see my dear Long line of witches I am from And this spell I am casting Once eaten you are all mine Come here boy, come on Rex Good boy,
A friend shared her story. It was so funny I had to write.
For my cat, Billy
Just a song for all you country folk, So come on and let your inner grog monster, out!
Hi God I am Moses’ Rod He used me to prod Your men into giving you a nod Unfortunately, now I’ve lost my prophet-bod Please send him my greeting aubade Let him know I am now in Baghdad
Lighthearted take on celebs
halloween is a very scary day great for the children to get scared
(Budapest, Hungary, after days of snowing)
Everyday I go down and read to the pigeons. We have an agreement. I read to them and I take one home for dinner. Pigeon 1: “look it’s that tuned loony who thinks we understand English!” Pigeon 2: “I thought he was talking to himself?” Pigeon
Beneath this stone I reside Lived a long life, then I died Left behind a nagging wife Caused me nothing but strife R.I.P. Robin Graves http://photos.conn
It could so easily have gone wrong. Her mind was on the brink, now she could no longer stand the pong of him throwing up in the kitchen sink. It could so easily have turned stale, like the bread in the bin when he came in full of ale making
Just an acknowledgement of the softer, gentler nature of women.
Just playing with words and picked this out whilst in the kitchen "Cabernet Sauvignon" :-)
observation on last hospital visit and had to wait so long
I can hide in a box just like a fox I can dig a hole just like a mole I can climb a tree just like a monkey I can run a mile And still have a smile I can jump high, can you just like a kangaroo I can sing a song but my tune is all wrong
jus me being a lil silly
It’s time to write about horror nights Of things that terrify your soul Sweat pouring down your face To survive the night is your goal Up the stairs you hear it come Groaning, snuffing, puffing and huffing In it walks, all thirty six stones
I will have aged.... Not a lot, but it happens so quickly I remember the excitement of turning 16...... "Sweet" 16 I can drive. 18...An "adult" now... NO!!! Not 30... Middle age CAN'T be 40... Social Security statements?? OBVIOUSLY n
An original lcbr poem, (from the blogs)......
Dear sir or madam Please could you come to the school with your Adam. He was sat at the back of the class, showing his things to a young lass. Adam then put his hand in his pocket and pulled out unbelievable sized rocket. Now I do have say, it s
If only I would make the silly thoughts pass when they come to me
shows a small light on pub life (much diffrent than poem tells just a small light on the life of the pub
sum vary waisted thyme...
No idea
Sometimes I write good sometimes I write bad No it goes this way Sometimes I write bad sometimes I write awful Sometimes I write crazy sometimes I write serious Sometimes I write rhymes sometimes I write delirious Sometimes I write after befor
ok I'm idle, writing some rhyme, I should be writing about spring!
watch out for lies.
I am good, but they said am not, yes they took away my light, but its not the end of my life I am bright i have got my reta
Funny what the brain can do even when something is wrong :-)
I have never heard of her before either..
Remembering cs 12 years ago When Steven Curtess got some of our poems published in a book. All with permission of course. Grand poet he was.
A pant-less lady liked to go places she was rather bawdy and liked to loosen her laces she was spied by a grandee he pulled down his braces then gave her lots of brandy alas he could not undo his breeches A pant-less lady liked to go pla
Inspired by Mc's Rich Man blues...we all get them in different ways for different things I guess...
You can be the king of the rock, there’s no race to the top. In the game of hide and seek, I’ll find your Gräfenberg spot. Your gratification will be expressed in every tremble I’ll take pleasure in making that cookie crumble. Lick it, sip it whe
An ode to the life less lived
a typical weekend night for me,and for all you singles out there!!!enjoy.
Just a few words inspired by something very, very clever that I heard.
yeah, i could probably use some therapy. oh shit !! you werent expecting *soft poetry were you ??!!
Had to pick words that don't rhyme
Something I wrote through boredom this evening.
Masks may introduce a new dynamic into the office haha
You've been hiding for to long now I've been counting lets play hide and seek! Ready or not here I come for you Don't make a sound or your through U Tremble at the sound of my voice Don't cry now it was your choice Did u think I'd never f
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