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Best Poems Written by Mark Banham

Below are the all-time best Mark Banham poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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I Am Great

I write this bouncy little tune
With a flouncy ickle fume

My poems are the best
In the world

I rock the planet more than
Mountains and hills

Indeed, I am orf me rock
Except for sulphur dioxide

Volcanoes erupted in Washington
So did a drug culture

I nearly forgot what an excellent poem
Writer that I am

Insane, yes
Real, no

The bells won't stop ringing 
In the church

Flow chart, box chart 
Insane brain chart

Money, by golly
I'm rich

Lottery money, the dough just rises and rises
Carbon Dioxide

Lovely summer, autumn and winter
Ahhhhh memories of home

Enjoy

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England

Cold empty island
Waste of not wants
Quiet and dead
Depressing

Grey and cold
Older and old
Smelly, like the road
Annoying, yes I am told

Water on either side 
And up and down
Cold beaches
Nasty teaches
The way to be English

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My Friend Ken

My friend Ken
He acts like a ten
Year old.

He steals my email accounts 
And spills tea all over my floor
He makes an awful mess in the kitchen
And you really don't want to use the loo "post Ken"

Ken smells too.
I hope that he reads this.
So there.
Stupid.

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Bat

I is a bat
deep in night sky

deep
blue

in which i like to fly

i hang in the sky

the world passes bye

and when i sleep

i wake

in the morning

somtimes a little ratty

and often a little batty

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Love Life and People

The love of life
Surely, full of strife
There is no bad
Okay, sometimes we feel sad
The joys of happiness
Far exceed the sadness of loneliness
The clan of friends
Definately mends
Depression

My faith in life
Kept me from serious strife
Of emptiness
And the quiet of wilderness
For love is surely with me
I know that and surely you can see
That peace within your soul
Should empty that role
Of anger
Which leads to danger
That I may feel sad
While I sit here in my empty pad

So lets not be too cold
And avoid the mould 
Of empty lives
For whoever is happiest surely survives