Best Brits Poems

His name is David Gandy
to me he is "Eye Candy"
with sparkling blue eyes
and muscular thighs
In dreams, he comes in handy....

Hand E*E*E*E*E*E*E*E Mr G  A...

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Now where does this Highlander start
To thank those commenter's, present and past
So many read and absorbed
Their kindness to me always lasts

Dr.Ram and Carol Brown
My African...

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Blood masks the lea, the blasted loam
upon whose breasts soldiers came home.
The earth, herself, held each to chest
the mist of sky killed with each breath
as...

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This is who I am
My name is Stanislaus J. O’Connor
Born on April 17th in Belfast, Ireland
Youngest of eight children
My father admired the Polish people
The way...

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The 'Undred an' Fifth is the greatest o' Britain,
They charge like the Royal Marines;
They'll shatter the shock, and they'll 'old like a rock,
On nothin' but...

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I suppose I’m a poetic clown
I’m content with life, I don’t get down
And I’ll deny the rumour
Brits have no sense of humour
This injustice will sure...

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My favourite poetry form is rhyme
Love to write in rhyme at any time

My aim is to try and make you smile
If I succeed it is...

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Trump Shields The US From Becoming A Carcass Full With Ants 

Trumps draws a line in the sand
He's shaken all the trees in the land
Call...

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Six months since Christmas and people are down
Trudging through life with a full facial frown
Back in December we hoped it would snow
But not a flake...

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Those yanks in their tanks never got many thanks 
The locals moaned, ‘they’re over here’ *
We Brits had the ration, those yanks sought out passion...

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Brits have gone bonkers over this:
Matt & Gina just shared a kiss!
Unless you are wealthy
Kissing is not healthy
Keep your distance!  NEVER share bliss!...

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Of Tetley’s and V-2's
(or, “Why Not to Bomb the Brits”)
by Michael R. Burch

The English are very hospitable,
but tea-less, alas, they grow pitiable ...
or pitiless, rather,
and...

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I would have loved to be 
swati
To wear lihiya
And take part in the 
umhlanga dance
Or even be venda
I wouldn't mind doing 
the domba
Or beating the...

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FREEDOM



This mass of land, created from the amalgamation of two  
Stood alone as the most eastern Caribbean island in view 
Embedded with coral and...

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I can’t always remember what I said
So maybe these may be words you’ve already read
But once I get a line in my head 
I can’t...

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