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    The Man From Crewe.

    There was a man From Crewe Who was always stuck In a Queue. While in a queue He would Think: What should he Eat or Drink..? At home he was Alone His mind, no more Did Roam He took a gulp of Ink, Which he spat directly in The Sink The taste, it was All Wrong: Very bitter and...
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Jul 8, 2012

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    Dapper Dan.

    There was a boastful man named Dan, Such a dapper, well-dressed young man.    When Dan lost his cash,    He dressed not so flash. And in rags, he was known as second hand Stan!
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Aug 1, 2012

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    Welsh Lucy.

    There was a girl called Welsh Lucy, Who liked to eat fresh fruit, sweet and juicy.   She eat three peaches, a plum,   That did things to her tum. Which made her bowels move often and loosely.
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Jul 26, 2012

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    One Too Many.

    There was a young woman named Jill, Who lived her life through a blue pill. When she went to sleep, There were no sweet sheep, ,Til she lay beneath the green hill.
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Jul 15, 2012

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    There once was a woman that

    so loathed her spouse She hated to be with him, all alone in the house They sat watching coins, which bored her to tears Because he had ranted about them for years But his stupor was near, he couldn't keep pace In just a few minutes, she'd put a pillow on his face
    birdie39 birdie39 41-45, F 8 Responses Jan 22

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    Ouch!

    There was a grumpy man named Pete, Who always moaned about his sore feet. He trudged too far, Never by car ,Cos of the sharp springs in its seat.
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Jul 21, 2012

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    Real Ales.

    There was a man from Wales Who liked to drink Real Ales. He,d drink all day Long, So at night sing a Sweet Song... At weekends he loved to Paint His pictures would make You Faint. He said t,was Experimental Art Smelly pictures And a really Loud Fart... Alas, One Saturday...
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Jul 8, 2012

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    Fred The Bread.

    There was a young baker named Fred, Who talked about croissants in bed. His wife, who grew bored, Went out, down the road. After punching Fred in the head.
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M 1 Response Jul 19, 2012

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    Drink Like Sandy.

    There was a girl like our Sandy, Who drank too much lemon shandy.   When she was senseless and drunk,   She smelled like a dirty skunk. So she stopped, which made her randy.
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Jul 17, 2012

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    Rock Star

    There was a rock star named Dan Man Who shook his hair, when in Japan He liked to be hip, So he curled his lip, Which made him dribble when he sang.
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Jul 12, 2012

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    Twp Ivor.

    There was a man named Twp Ivor, Who`d do anything for a fiver.    His mates gave him a bet,    A lioness should he get. He obeyed, and now he`s inside her.
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Jul 26, 2012

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    Jones The Grin.

    Jones was a jolly man, Who lived in a small caravan. Jones had a grinning smile, Teeth dazzled for about a mile. Jones had a booming laugh, He roared, be beamed: never did things by half. Jones went to the big zoo, To see large monkeys on the loo. The vision went to his head...
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M 1 Response Aug 12, 2012

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    Truncheoned Wilf.

    There was an old man named Wilf, Who liked to date hot, gorgeous MILFS. Wilf used his yard, To get his truncheon hard. "Be prepared," was the motto of old Wilf.
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Aug 2, 2012

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    The Fisherman.

    The fisherman was happy, he`d caught not one fish, He didn`t want a tasty cod on his clean dish. His suffering wife was not so keen, Two peas and a boiled potatao, looked quite lean. The fisherman he drank some stout, Before his angry wife flung him out.
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Jul 24, 2012

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    Chopper Arth.

    There was a man named Arth, Who cut down trees for a laugh. He chiselled wood, To make it look good. Then poor Arth was chopped in half!
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Jul 24, 2012

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    Slick Rick.

    There was a jolly fellow named Slick Rick, Who joked about his wobbly stick. When his stick broke, Rick told no joke. In fact, he got on everyone`s wick!
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Aug 1, 2012

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    Wind In My Willows.

    There is a rich soup which is near, That tastes great with a pint of beer. There is a cheese I taste, Which is too good to waste. The result is wind, keep clear!
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Jul 20, 2012

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    Short!

    *ahem* The crimson midget rides again And dances like a Cornish hen While the waffles wale with glee In hopes that they will marry me The End.
    PanicStricken PanicStricken 26-30, F 3 Responses Jan 27, 2012

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    Dr Jekyll.

    A daring Young Fellow named Hyde, Declared he would go for a glide. He flew by the Dee, And far out to sea, When alas, his personality did divide.
    Cassiestar Cassiestar 56-60, M Jul 11, 2012

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    My smile big and bright, an illusion to the eye. Happy, content, this light foreshadowed of only great loneliness upon he who hid his true source of being. Yielding to the wise...
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    Denial I write so-called poems when the nights are long-- sing the praises of false ladies-- through the dark hours I push words out of place. thin lips, gray eyes, blonde hair...
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    I was really into it a couple months ago. I might make some new material again. I just think it's hard sometimes as I'm not very creative http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems-by...
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