In Mind, In Pen
When I saw the film 'Laurence of Arabia'
I wrote a poem about the deserts.
If I saw a program over cooking,
I would write a poem about Desserts.
If I watched a program about Fishing
I'd probably write a poem over Lakes
when I saw the film ' Boa'
I wrote a poem about snakes
If I saw a T.V. show about farms
would I write a poem about a Hen?
And if I would see a documentary over 'Famine'
What would I write about then?
poem by David Darbyshire
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Shopping just for One
One thing is for certain
when your mate runs away,
you'll be living as one person
for every single day
shopping just for one,
it is hard to get used to
One milk, one potatoe
maybe I'll take two
Staying in the house won't help
but maybe that's for you?
or crying over split milk,
that just will not do! !
So here's a little secret
when you think it's the final curtain
Just look at Mrs.Liz Taylor
and Mr. Richard Burton
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Small Pixies
There was a little fairy,
that was small but hairy.
Her hair hung to her toes,
never to cut it she chose.
When she ran,
she often fell.
Walking upstairs
didn't go so well.
One fine day she had enough,
went to the hairdressers to get it off.
Now the fairy had no hair,
all the other pixies, did stare.
She held her head high,
and never would she cry.
On a toadstool she went and sat,
and had a thought about buying a hat.
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Oh Brother
I see no one comments on misery
I'll try to be light with comedy
Something funny for today
To help us on our way
I saw a man slip on a banana peel
And a girl flew over her front wheel
A man light his cigar and it blew up
Small boy dragging his sweet little pup
All these observations seem funny
But if you look again you'll see misery
For what looks funny to us is pain for another
I just stepped in some dog crap Oh brother
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Something Funny
I'm thinking of something Funny
And it looks a little Runny
I suppose it could be from someone's Nose
That the person never Blows
I'm thinking of something Funny
Could make your Day a little more Sunny
In Holland they say it rains like Cats and Dogs
But I say it rains like Cows and Hogs
Lets all Say,
A Joke a Day
Keeps the Doc. Away
P.S.
Please write something Funny
And you'll be my Friend, to the End
Well to the end of your Poem :)
poem by David Darbyshire
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White Spot
One ear up, with a funny grin
Eye's wide, hair on his chin
white spot on the forehead
bridal hanging in the shed
No saddle for Maddy
she a country lady
piece of straw in her smiling mouth
headin to the lake, south
she rides straight into the water
splashing, and bobbing
she would make a lovely daughter
on that horse she does cling
Riding back up to the farm
she's singing all the day
Maddy really has some charm
Horse is laughing all the way
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Ladies Complain
The Men go out and Hunt for Food
Women stay home and make there Brood
Then the men come back in a good Mood
Only to get, both ears Chewed! !
So then things Change, and the women hunt for a Meal
And all their men stay home and Invent the Wheel
Then the women come back with the Food
To find there men in a real good Mood
So either way the women will Complain
About men's cocks and having no Brains
Maybe someday this will all End
And all women will be our best Friend
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Hung Over
Friday Night
The bottom of the bottle in Sight
One, two, three in the Morning
Stomach grumbles without any Warning
Brain, belly and walls all Spinning
No way, could I go through another Inning
Four hours Sleep
Clutched in a Heap
The birds start to Sing
'Got to get out of Bed'
But there's still a Swing
Inside my head
Finally drag myself out the Sack
Really feeling totally out of Wack
Head say's go back to bed it's all Over
But ya you know the Drill
I'm really Hung Over
poem by David Darbyshire
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Rasta Man
Rasta man is the guy with the Dreads
He's usually trying to avoid the Feds
He'll have a big lump of dope, in his Pocket
So if he see's a Fed, he's out like a Rocket
But I really like Rasta Guys
They do 'NOT' try to Disguise
The fact that they like to get High
Why Why Why Why Why Why should they lie?
I mean you can drink Booze, take pills, and drive your Car
And it's wrong to smoke a joint and play the Guitar?
I yearn for people to learn
And it is a Big Concern
Have a nice Day
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Lonesome Cell
Once in a blue moon,
I'll write a romantic tune.
The song will be special for the one I love,
I'll sing it to her soon.
I'll sing it from the roof top,
I'll sing it all night, none-stop.
The police may come and arrest me,
but my baby, she will stay free.
Free to write me in jail,
of nice things she will tell.
My love song I will wail,
from my lonesome cell.
One day I will be set free,
once again I can sing my romantic song.
Maybe I should make a CD,
then nothing really could go wrong.
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