Abbott Poems - Poems about Abbott

Mr. Abbott Mr. Abbott bought a steam powered Stanley He felt it made him look rather manly He has a large handlebar moustache Constantly covered in soot and ash In his finery, goggles and gloves He would wave at his imaginary loves Over the hills and over the dales He would frequently stop for supplies and sales Horses...

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Abbott Cat —————————————(Dedicated to our unique cat Gnash)***. *…..*****….*****….. Know that Abbott Cat Had the stride Of the pure…placing: Each step forward With the slightest lift of the upper ankle So to set down his Paws — first the toes, Then the heels As ballet dancers do, In a gait of grace and Blessed...

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Hop along through the fields like the rabbits— Or I know seven women named Abbott. Call it ridiculous, Something ludicrous, But I’ve forgotten what my analogy is for. Either way, because of you, my back is sore, So hop along through the fields like the rabbits— Or I know seven women named Abbott. Don’t let them on your case. Don’t let them see...

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Does anyone remember Abbott and Costello Goofy as they were, my memories are mellow Their antics were silly A bit willy nilly Bud and Lou were hilarious fellows...

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WITH APOLOGIES TO ABBOTT AND COSTELLO “Been to the youth centre again,” She said, “Guess what band I’ve been to see.” I said, “NO IDEA, my pet.” “No,” she says, “We had NO IDEA last month. After that ...

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Day of mourning for the music world the red bearded god is slain upon the stage his blood was spilt metal will never be the same a guitar genius the best there was his brother Vinnie sick with loss no-one else can fill his shoes he played it all from rock to blues Dimebag Darrell rest in peace a blacktooth i drink for you the Hendrix of our generation live forever...

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