Best Bobby Poems

This one is totally fictional.

Don't cry little guy just 'cause you're moving away
Your daddy's got a brand new job out in Santa Fe
He's trying to make a better life for your mom and you
So, how about holding back those tears
Yes, I'm crying too
So I said...

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He calls me Sis and he Big Brother
His muse is sweet won’t ever smother
Kindred spirit of one another
Joyful kindness is his druther
He spreads cheer like no other
With silly rants he’d never bother
Bobby May’s my favorite brother
From another universal mother



Submitted on January 1, 2020 for contest...

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In a horrible dull monotone

Bobby spoke, and his girlfriend would moan,

“No kisses from me,

dear Bobby McGee

till you first kiss the old Blarney Stone.”


Written March 15, 2017 for
Kim Merryman's Luck of the Irish Limerick Contest...

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Child of darkness, child of scorn,
the devil danced when you were born,
for demon seed from Morphy passed,
would haunt your days ‘til everlast.

Predestined to die derelict,
an iso-pawn so cynical,
how cruel a fate awaits the one
that conquered Caissa’s pinnacle.

With skills eroding into rust,
a mind among things you...

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Bobby, the rastaman
Never wait for the I to come,
He waited for his Black Starliners
Nothing more
Bobby, the rastaman
Sang his reggae songs
To veil his mind
From the misery of life,
And all day would read his Bible
And watch the sea
For Marcus Garvey prophecy,
But he never wait for me.

And I...

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Is it possible that I may strive to think
Of what has never been
Or that such would raise me from where I sink
And wipe my sorrow clean
Day and time pass but memory remains
The archive of our knowledge and our pains
Against this bruised part of me your...

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I spent the whole night dressed up like a witch
collecting lots of candy and then YOU
stole all of it! You’re lucky I’m no snitch,
I won’t tell Mom, but here is what I’ll do:

I know your secrets and the games you play
with different girls that you...

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His name was Bobby.
Angelic eyes; light blue.
Nothing like anyone I had ever seen 
Blonde hair
Odd for a boy I thought
Giggled better than me

I was completely smitten
He was smitten too
With Joyce, another blonde angel
Sweet girl whom I immediately decided to not like
in any way

He did not...

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Friends, by the way
Much credit for my POTD
  surely goes to Bobby May

His 'Pick a Friend' contest
  motivated me to try my best

to describe what Chris Green means to me
and so, it is now clear to see
  my POTD also belongs to...

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Little kids have a natural curiosity
that can catch us off guard too often.
Like little Bobby, who went into the kitchen and said,
"Mom, can I ask you a question"?"

"Okay", says she, "I've time for a few".
"I just wanted to know...how old are you"?
"That is not a...

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""""*,,  ,,*"""" .... ~ *.* ~
         !!...

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Bobby Brown threatened to knock me down
  but Billy Blues took off his shoes
  and with a barefoot blocked his fist
  just as it brandished my wrist,
  and even though they fought desperately in the rain,
  neither bothered to complain.
They...

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They did the mash—they did the monster mash
In a field—in a field of trash
Republicans ain’t cool
Stink like a graveyard ghoul
One sick group—that we need to smash
 

Author's note:  The limerick above can be recited to the rhythm of the Pickett hit song. I am...

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I once knew a poet named Bobby
Writing trash was his only hobby
But, he thought he was great
"Fame is just matter of fate"
When not placed, said,"There must be lobby"

27.02.16

My nickname is Bobby and this write is purely fictional....

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Every year when it is sweet Halloween time,
my selfish big brother commits the same crime -
he quick gobbles his candy and then steals mine!
I can't tell cause my parents will say I whine
so this Halloween my mean brother, Bobby,
will feel regret and correct his theft...

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