Best Brigade Poems

A vindictive old crone called Skyla
Her comments could not be more vile’a
She will give folk such flack
Stabbing them in the back
Well 'madam' I don’t like your style’a*


If you cannot say anything nice
I’ll offer a snippet of advice
Please keep your big mouth shut
Stop your cruel words...

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Tulip Brigade
Dutch bulbs
Proudly lead the spring parade
Amid charming, twirling windmills
Imperative highlight of Neverlands
Among cobweb-free brick homes
Forward march please
Tulip brigade...

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A Dragon Squirrel Brigade

Dragon got home from the Army, wanting to be totally, in control.
He wanted to be a Drill Sergeant, to teach the recruits, to be bold.
He gave them all a blankie, and a binkie they could keep, I am told.
They’d throw a rock,...

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BOTOX BRIGADE

Oh so numb, I can’t stop myself drooling,
Can’t feel my brows, touch them, one is drooping,
My lips I feel are massively huge and swollen,
I should have realized that this was a bad omen.

My cheeks are sore, injected frequently,
Obsessed by the media talk increasingly, 
I...

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We Are Who We Are

We are the HFB
All my crazy and loving friends and me,
Everyday I try to relax and chill
And share my day and chat with Jill,
When I’m really down and feeling lowly
My best pick-me-upper is Debbie Ivey,
Mirian’s posts are awesome and she cares
I...

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Well it’s one o’clock on a Tuesday
The regular crowd wanders in
There’s an old broad
Sittin’ next to me
Wonderin’ which room she’s in

She says, “Girl can you join me for bingo?
I don’t really like playin’ alone
But I’ll pay for your cards and a table
And oh yeah, turn...

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A parade requires a horde of supporting cast to put on a show:
Platoons of committees plus cops to control the traffic flow.
But an indispensable element of any successful parade,
Is the ever-viligant crew of the poop and scoop brigade!

A parade ain't complete without John Deere and...

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The bird brigade has been summoned.
The empathy princess is down. Completely depleted of all energies, through ridiculously and blatantly giving too much of herself to others again.
I’m lying on the grass, prone, watching a cricket scold a bumblebee when the flutes are sounded.  Actually,...

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Don't follow the brigade for too long.
Trust your better ways!
And not the ones frozen in the ground.
The ones you can barely catch.
Enliven those around you.
And when their glow doth wither,
Throw a pancake in their face....

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Polar Bear Brigade manned their enormous 747 airplane.
They jumped in their warships and they sailed past Maine.
They were ready to take on congress or the prez or the police.
Their ice floats are melting! This is a travesty to say the least!...

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The Charge of Boris's Parliamentary Cohort of three hundred lawmakers


                I
Forward the light brigade!
Was there a dude dismayed?
Though most should have known
Cameron had blundered.
Theirs not to make reply!
Theirs not to...

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This is a donation for the wicked to hold up a milestone of the dethroned. The tin soldier has fully appeared with a raw full state that many will never get to relate. This is the geared up treat for his disillusion fate. Hunting for...

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The numbskull brigade was in town making us feel intimidated.
Running over manuscripts over which we had been elated.
Our tender feelings were hurt, they did not like our wording at all.
And they were mean and blustery, and about sixteen hands tall.

You make publishing impossible, we little...

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You've had your chance
 But you've made a mess of things
Now sit back down.

We can see you through
 The incompetent ones
You've placed before us.

Parrots are not impressive.

We surrendered our culture 
  Rooted deep in our ground.
Watched in muted horror
 As you pushed us aside
And...

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Class assignment: continue a famous line someone else has corrupted
(with more corruption)


Into the valley of Meth
Rode the six hundred
Who would not ride out

Their faces pale, their figures gaunt
"We've found it," they said
And so they did

Searching for the greatest gifts
In the deepest shadows
They kept onward

It was...

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