Ben Poems - Poems about Ben

there was a young banty rooster named Ben who liked to hit on all of the old hens one sad summer day it was said an axe was taken to his head now all the old hens are safe in their pen ...

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Makes me giddy…that most ferocious... Precocious host & toast of diddy men.... Spunky cut sl*t....Ben...sweep junkie.... Funky monkey boast...squat & chunky.. No ruddy fuddy duddy Croney…phoney baloney Bucket Hat Duckett isn't A bloody one trick flunkie.. But a gung ho show pony In good nick..ramp champ.. taking the mick.. Willy nilly picks...slick flicks From Sehwag's brag blag Swag bag of tricks.. Sometimes sinner..silly billy...

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Big Ben chimes again With Bazball zen One of those men From special stock Shepherd of the flock Hewn from strewn Volcanic rock From New Zealand's Southern Isle But only there for a wee while Mighty flame haired flair laird  Without doubt more about Blighty's North East They forged this bellicose beast Ripsnorting sporting cavorting squire   Glutton & gourmand gorged feast Test town crier Puffed buffed chest Inspire..burning Proper copper topper Churning...

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Ben and Jerry each one of both of them is dumper than the other Ben and Jerry dump and dumper one of them call the other a sir...

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Lights dim, and a single spotlight illuminates the stage/Ben Nola has sumptin 2 say/ a page/ a stage/ two worlds were born from the seed of thought/ One, etched in ink, a monument meticulously wrought/ the other, breath-given word jumpin’ form/ Be-bop talkin’ jazz flo cuttin’ up the airways/ a voice defying silence, an organ...

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Ben the bull was gentlemanly and debonair He had a unique personality, he filled the air The others in the barnyard got out of his way He marched though the fences, big and gay With his blue silk scarf from the farmer’s wife And his fancy patchwork jacket, he had a good life He wore a fashionable rip in one leg...

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The werewolf hunter came to town to help the people fight The moon was getting larger and would soon be full and bright Those vicious hairy beasts would savage townsfolk all night long But now they’ll find they’re up against a man who’s sure and strong The werewolf hunter went to work and got himself an aide He gave the...

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Phonetically that’s what my name means in Japanese, I’ve been told. My name has a synonym. My name is in the Bible. Maybe one day, folks will say, “Holy Ben!” My mentor also has my name. He’s on the $100 dollar bill. We are both very...

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Today, we gather not to mourn the passing of our dear friend Ben, but to celebrate a life that brought us immeasurable joy and love. In the words of an old adage, "As is a tale, so is a life: Not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters." Ben’s life was...

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The dimensions revealed Covered over in white A hint of the layers Hazed with redirected light Some spaces to occupy Deliberately kept empty Some say I gave nothing Others see I've given plenty The beauty of silence Presented by this Stand still, close your eyes It's the softest of kiss Messages written but hidden from view All the aspects represent my love for you How the World I...

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"At the Third Stroke. It will be four, four, and 40 seconds, precisely." "At the Third Stroke. It will be four, four, and 55 seconds, precisely." Old timers like me can remember when time was voiced on the telephone when you dialed '1984'. To get the 'Speaking Clock'! or were told the time in tolls of local church bells. or the number of...

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Ben is Australian, a BBQ king, Burning and scorching meat is just his thing. He came from Aus some years ago, and met his own lovely English rose. He still has an accent, but has learnt to call his friends mate, instead of just cobber, He loves fly fishing because you carry less clobber. Ben's prefect day would be to...

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in half tones patterns of dots so densely packed...

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Ben,our springer,brown & white Was our teen-daughter's delight; Bred by the famous Shand-Kydd Causing us to part with fifty quid. He soon grew,chewing lino & chairs Forever racing up our stairs; We'd no idea what he would become This stress-filled harum-scarum. A sporting dog,much too inbred So to the vet,our footsteps led; A day so filled with tears, Engraved upon all our yesteryears....

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We know that the English are rightly vexed Queen Mary we bought; London Bridge annexed Big Ben's up for bidding So's the Thames, we aren't kidding Then London and Leeds and Stonehenge are next 11/23/22...

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