Best Bails Poems

A little girl lost her home this year, for her, Christmas wouldn't be there.
Her family was angry from all the troubles, they simply couldn't repair.
Don’t...

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A Blanket of deception tightly coils the minds of most,
Unless you are enraptured by the Holy Ghost.
Pockets of disaster
Echo in their ears
Bondage comes through doubt,...

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Villanelle : The Cricketer’s Hakka : « How’s Zaat ! »

Balls thud into pads bats gloves or whisk past batsmen
At bowler’s end or square leg...

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The county seat,  a place of humidity and musical beats. 
After many years, I decided to revisit my hometown,
Hoping to walk down memory lanes...

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Take your own sweet time, and let others keep time.
Tea for two always ends up in a hell-uv-a bellowing brew ;    
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   Unquotable quotes – II

Spare the rod and knife the wife.
Empty drums make the most deaf wise.
Penny wise Pound English.
The Polyester Stomper heals...

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Unquotable quotes (More Cricketing Jargon) – IV

A « wide » is a ball aimed by the bowler at some absent-  
   minded...

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Kids are excited to wake up and discover there's no school, it's a snow day
They look out the window and see a beautiful blanket of...

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What are words other than coffin nails be?
Who does it belong to when it rails me?
An empty vessel at best that bails thee.

Lend me your...

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This is the Cannabis song,
they've turned something good. 
made is seem wrong,

It's illegal why?
Come on politics,
don't be shy

So many uses for this wonder drug,
Wonderful for...

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Its time to think out loud America                  ...

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Limerick : Once a Privy Counsellor at Lord’s

Once a Privy Counsellor at Lord’s*
Watched a bowler* throw balls like gourds
Convened judicial com.*
Summoned bowler to come ...

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The Old Red Barn

I look out over the field laid out before me,
The smell of fresh cut grass and dirt fill my senses. 

A white...

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One fine blustering autumn day an old man puts on his boots pulls up his trousers off he goes,
If anyone wondered where he was going...

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when the world wakes up tomorrow, nothing will change, not a dime.

when the world wakes up tomorrow, nothing will change, not a dime. wiki leaks,...

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