Best Dirk Poems

Impossible to stifle
the firing of a 7 foot
German Rifle

the Heat couldn't stop Dirk
from putting
in work



Congratulations to the 2011 NBA Champions
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Tradition and dress
A nations finesse
Symbolic in style
By a country mile
 
The drone of the pipes
Tartan clad
Bonnie on the girls
Proud on the lads
 
Highland dancers
In kilted...

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Thar was nae richt ae laddie sair
wha heft a cave 'side Galloway,
wi' nae jaiken he griftit dare
as he was nae tae lippen tae.

Ill-naitur'd  fishwife...

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I`VE BEEN READINGS LIMERICKS BY JAN,
TO EMULATE THE BEST THAT I CAN.
SHE CAN WRITE ABOUT POOH,
STICKY STUFF AND GOO.
WITH THE SAME SENSE OF HUMOUR AS...

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There once was a man from Dunkirk
Who always was late for his work.
This man was so lazy,
He drove his wife crazy.
She stabbed him awake with...

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              This nubile soul
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Yo-Ho-Ho And Shiver Me Timbers

Shiver me timbers and loosen me limbers
I sail me sloop until it lin’ers
And drop anchor in t’  nearest lagoon
Bury me...

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Standing at the tavern door,eyes dark and brooding
Neath his floppy hat, stared into the crowded room,
A Raven flew from his shoulder settling in rafters high,
He...

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Taking the Top Off the Bottom 
Have a goal of taking your piece of the world apart, 
Taking on, as many as you can, life’s...

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exclamation, which does nothing to stem dead locked high tide   
     proliferation of high-powered assault bazookas 
  ...

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Multitudes enter the venue
all know there's something Entre Nous
You Take a Friend to find your place
it's time to just Cut to the Chase

All Losing It,...

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CULLODEN FORETOLD

A man he once said ta'e me,
You'll lay on heather, your gut will bleed.
Near Inverness you should na'e be,
Your end is there upon thee.

I...

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REFLECTION
In trance I leaned on the window
Of yesterdays, overlooking the dimly
Lighted memory lane and my eyes grubbed
For those faces that groped with me through the
Hazy...

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First Adam
Two hundred thousand years before the time of this,
Surfing spirits crost the terrible, the great murky abyss,
One Amilius in command, 5 Adams he had...

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A Penn Valley phantom appears to haunt and lurk
   premises at 1148 Greentree Lane
his youngest daughter (Abby) I pledged my troth and, natch...

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