Best Bashing Poems
Everybody's bashing Putin week!
Putin's Fallsky
While Putin is doing the Kazatsky
Ukrainians praise the famous Banksy
Putin fell down and went hide’n
Graffiti we all took pride’n
Amid the ruins of war, flowerings of artsy
An artist known as Robin Gunningham
Resides in Bristol, near Tom Cunningham
Paints of war’s grim hypocrisy
Where Putin heads plutocracy
Embraced by a conscience that gives a dam
by I Am Anaya
Bansky's Bravado
With stealth and bravado he's in a rush
He works with passion and departs in a hush
His bold art in Ukraine
Drives Vlad Putin insane
He's Banksy our hero with message and brush
by Robert Gorelick
I wish I could say I am proud of men
I wish I could say it's true
I wish I could say I am proud of men
But a kick in their pants would do
They have no clue about what they should say
They only know how to grunt
They have no clue about what they should say
These cave men just want to hunt
I wish I could say I admire men
I wish I could say they’re cool
I wish I could say I admire men
But why must they play the fool?
“Oh for goodness sake, won’t you get a grip?
Your feelings can make you strong
Oh for goodness sake, won’t you get a grip?
It's ok if you are wrong!”
They think if you smile, they must be divine
They think they can make you swoon
They think if you smile, they must be divine
Yet they dance to our sweet tune!
They think we must yield to their every whim
We must cook, clean, and be coy
They think we must yield to their every whim
We’re to be used as a toy!
They think they were made to govern and rule
They have the right to command
They think they were made to govern and rule
Their foolishness who can stand?
It's men bashing day; I’m compelled to say
A good man is hard to find
It's men bashing day, I’m compelled to say…
Ladies, thank God for OUR kind!
We are sugar and spice and all things nice
We’re just like peaches and cream
We are sugar and spice and all things nice
Each one is every man’s dream!!!
For Skat's Your Fifth Poem on the Soup
https://www.youtube.com/edit?video_id=M1uhJSVuz_A
School bashings in 1951
Oh I went to school in fifty one
Like every six year old should
I did't know what was in store
A flogging for my good?
Bushy got a sandwich from another kid at school
He handed me another, nice tucker it was cool
Bushy did not come this day, I got another sandwich
Head teacher grabbed me by the scruff
A long cane he did brandish.
He thought to drive the evil out
I surely got a thrashing
Blue stripes from heel to nape of neck
Yes mate I got a bashing .
Beryl Mason was the older girl (bushys sister)
Who came and told my father
He sprang upon his horse, did whirl
His stockwhip cracked like thunder
He rode up the steps into the school
And sprang upon the teacher
Belted him often hard and cruel
And Joe become a preacher....he saw the light
So I did not get the cane for awhile after that.
I'd had all I needed for awhile. Don Johnson 6-12-10
My mate Sourpuss Noble of Dirranbandi had his head
Jammed through a plate of glass in a school door ..
As the teacher said .You will not talk no more?
There once was a lady from Perth
Who was forever losing her purse
Attached it to her tit
Dared people to steal it
Her bashing of heads turned out a lot worse
Wobble chops in 99, was driving cars and doing fine'
He'd was in 'top gear' where his sweaters looked drear
On a roll, he was always really; ready to talk and stroll
Smugness poured out of him, he may be deaf from his own din
Also discontent I saw' he changed loyaltys as a revolving door
Rover built the 75, it was easy on the eye, orders just began to fly
A solid build the people liked, time for old wobble chops to strike.!
Its like a doctors car he groaned, him all grimace and stone dead tone
Causing orders to dry up quick, bashing British Jeremy thick.'
Clarkson you should have been banned' pushing rover into quicksand
Causing so many jobs to die, pompous twit are you satisfied.?
Had my very first bashing but on another site
My lim wasn't appreciated, apologized for my slight
Perhaps a bit uptight
Maybe just had a fight
My record's blemished till they turn out my lights
"Men are horrible,
They are so baaad",
Some women may say,
they are basically crab louses,
that get in their own way,
Yet, there are a few that make good spouses,
family men,
and then, the ones that are masters at pretending,
Very heartrending!
with their lying and cheating,
or indifference,
They send women shrieking trying to excorcise
them with incense,
However, with a little aversion therapy
the most barbaric of men can be tamed,
with a steed and a therapist called Auntie Mame.
Heard that bashing your head against a wall
Feels good especially when you stop if you don't fall
Passing out is a negative
Heads are quite sensitive
Pretend that it don't hurt and try hard not to bawl
You just get rid of one demon, when another pops up to take their place
All you want to do is move on, but the little blighters are still on your case
Perseverance and patience needed here to get through this with grace
To make this particular nasty rotten demon disappear without any trace
I could have done without all that hassle; when I have other things to do
It’s a good job I’ve plenty of spare time when dealing with the likes of you
I’m following the general protocol of how to throw this demon in the trash
Because don’t you just love giving all those darn irritating demons a bash
Then hopefully it is onwards and upwards with all the lessons now learnt
As I collect a well-deserved diploma on how in the future not to get burnt
O' yeah . . .
Then hopefully it is onwards and upwards with all the lessons now learnt
As I collect a well-deserved diploma on how in the future not to get burnt