Band Poems - Poems about Band

it would be a last request, before the gallows like baloo sings it i'm being led there, the narrow path between the faces of the people my hands tied behind my back the rope taut against the skin and i'm...Read the rest...

For Sale: Unworn Wedding Bands - Memories Sold Separately ...Read the rest...

I’m in the band called “Beg Your Pardon” Our latest, “The Luddits Headway” Sells well, and the “Forest of Arden” Our hit, has got some airplay There ain’t no plans for touring though: The phase of changes lingers on Our singer...Read the rest...

Econo Lodge sign High On Its Pylon Best we can do For...Read the rest...

When you live on a farm and hear cockadoodle-doo What do those words mean to you? They mean pretty soon you'll hear moo, and you'll have lots of work to do. After a while, the horse will neigh, and,...Read the rest...

Strumming along to a troubadour's lament tears pool and flow while I press the strings playing out the notes forcing myself as I struggle to forge forward overcome with a sorrow beyond sorrows and a grief with...Read the rest...

How does it sound when Rimbaud rocks and Baudelaire has got the Blues? When Verlaine vibes to the beat and Apollinaire to arpeggios? Bistro Bohème tries to answer these questions! We are a French poetry band, all...Read the rest...

Not an Orchestra Uplifted Spiritual voices Praying for the Souls of the world Making a difference through prayer Looking for a change The Bow and kneel Knowing the goodness that Heaven will bring out Praise with a shout Unless one prays, one doesn’t...Read the rest...

'Mom, dad', I’m going out to the bar Where my 'peep Izzi', rocks her guitar Her 'gig' will top rock charts Though it’s not for 'pop' tarts Specially, since her band’s called ‘Rats Star’. ...Read the rest...

Whoosh! Swish! Clang! It's the six o'clock kitchen band! Whoosh of paper towels off the roll. Swish as...Read the rest...

Band of blood brothers bound for a mission To save the fair queen from great perdition Matters not if black or white They must fight for what is right Or their great king will hold...Read the rest...

Bonded by basic needs, so to speak, Canine cliques congregate for a leak; Not hard to foresee - Neighbour’s only tree - Scoop by scoop will turn into s..t’s creek. ...Read the rest...

Turn up the radio and ... It's the same ol' situation, The same songs, same band That raised my generation That was then, this is now Nothing's changed but my age, And four numbers, somehow On a calendar's page ... It...Read the rest...

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I have almost never heard such a racket as this The snakes slunk off down the alley with barely a hiss The rats ran away, the instant the cacophony began. “God preserve my ears!” yelled an early milkman. Yes...Read the rest...