Baron Poems - Poems about Baron

Robber Baron Passengers

In South Croydon station
They walked tall
Brief cases and ironed Daily Telegraphs
Back to the 80s
They spoke a Corporate language

I remember the old school
but now we are living
with Generation Z
with acne to match
(If they can ever leave their homes)
for office jobs
The performed voyager
to a new world
with resplendent coffee bars with Wi FI
where they plan
their robber baron forays
see

Cattle baron daughters

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           fruhnt

   mine wuhnt


            SNAP

            relaxed

   mine 

Baron Frankenstein's Halloween Ball

Baron Von Frankenstein sent me, an invitation to the ball
To be held on Hallows Eve, at his castle in the great hall
I had nothing planned for the night so decided to go
And I thought he'd think me rude if I didn't show.

I arrived at the castle early and then rang the bell
A devilish Imp answered

Hard Road To Easyville - Baron of Tunnel Hill

I sat on the beach sifting time through my hands.
I felt like a slot machine whore.
The ocean was preaching her Siren’s demand
I abandon my past at the shore.
So, I shook off the sand, turned my back to the surf,
Locked up my anatomy bones, took a number two pencil,
A number nine cloud and set off for

Baron Ready

Baron Ready was the steamiest
And by all accounts the weeniest
A schooner* or two
And everyone knew
He certainly was the pianist

*schooner=glass of beer

Captain Leslie Holden, Australian Flying Corps 1st Aif, the Other Red Baron

Leslie Holden came from East Adelaide a South Australia town 
When on 26 May 1915 he enlisted in the 4th Light Horse of the AIF renown
He was a driver when the 4th left for Egypt and the war 
Then volunteered for the Australian Flying Corps for flying and adventure for more
Just to get into these

Red Baron

Red Baron sits in his cockpit;
He fires off shot after shot;
As enemies perish.
Raging, waging battles;
He longs for home and the great burgers,
From Charlie Brown’s grill; 
No kibble tonight!

Baron and the Princess

The Baron and the princess met as friends,
He requested a love affair.

The princess fell in-love with him,
They dated and became friends.

He couldn't marry her because he didn't choose to,
She would remember his friendship for years to come.

She went onto marry a german prince,
They had beautiful children together.

The memory of the Baron faded,
She never saw him

Snoopy, the Red Baron, and Dragon

Dragon fell asleep at his nappy time, and his dreams were so sublime.
He’d just heard the song, ‘Snoopy Vs The Red Baron’, one more time.
That Plus ‘Snoopy’s Christmas’, both were… very old… favorites of mine!
And, I swear to you… this is how his dreams… Really… did align…

Snoopy’s Dog House was in for repair. His little

Baron Richard

Baron Richard was a math wizard
                                         A tetra-maniac in blizzard
     

How the Red Baron Met His Doom

Alas, the famed Red Baron bit the dust.

   His last flight in his Fokker was a bust.

      Some thought Snoopy shot him down,

         But t'was a dude named Roy Brown,

          

The Red Baron

THE RED BARON

envy the baron
face in the clouds – tail feathers
now free of the earth
bird like – man shan’t get closer
sensation worth a lifetime

Red Baron

Pink and yellow flowers;
Distinguished
And boastful
In their exuberating 
Colours, 

Braced themselves
On tender stalks
Of watery greens,

While Butterflies
Dressed as Red Barons, 
Hovered and hummed
And flapped
Their Scarlet wings 
Feverishly.

Limerick: Once a Baron Born Near Basingstoke

Limerick: Once a Baron born near Basingstoke

Once a Baron born near Basingstoke
Dreaded being made (the) butt of a joke
Yet he built his castle
Shaped as a sharp whistle
Winds coursed through laughing like Marma-Duke.

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013

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