Best Gents Poems

It was a token gesture
A hand he offered me
Emerging from my cab
Stormy night in the city

I didn’t know his name
But I’ll not forget his face
For...

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[Just a little note to help maintain the peace on Soup.          
To cause no animosity among...

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As I walk through the doors of the hall,
I am swept off my feet by such flare.
When I think that tonight’s my first ball,
How I...

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May the first is traditionally the beginning of Spring
St Joseph is their patron saint this day to be 
the  only free day when no...

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TOP GUN.

A keen jet pilot broke the speed of sound
A loud sonic boom he caused on the ground
House windows were broken
The whole town awoken
Claims from...

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I can't believeth all the things I seeth:
the streets with such strange vehicles which wend
their way so apace liketh those gents fleeth
as metal lions. ...

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Gradually life became about survival 
suddenly my friends became my rivals
don’t see them now, think they’re my enemies?
That they'll never be, they’re treasured memories.

Would I...

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CRAZE DURING FOOTBALL GAME

Up yellows; greens; reds and blue,
tell me! Tell me, who is through?
Passes. Crosses. Headers. Shots.
Volleys, blasters, more scissor kicks
tell me! Tell me,...

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Ladies - Gents, hear this that I may increase your leisure benefits!
All who have labored for cleanliness, for a spic and span to savor,
please allow...

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His heart was black, but I didn't 
know.
I needed him, but he said no.
Everything I ever was was stolen by 
his addictive drug.
I gave him...

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Written by Maurice Yvonne and Seren


Crack that whip, jerk the line, 
Let's start dancing it's no time to dine. 
First you holler, then you sing...

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AFTER HOURS
Dudes in duds broken down brims 
cocked and bent creases in trousers 
when thugs were gents 
People with attitude women too 
demeanor and outfits...

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The longest shadows start and end the day
like thoughts that creep from embryo to grave
so here within the midday sun we pray
to not be where...

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Two sisters it seems lived near Bowling Green;
Each a beauty in every way.
One fair it is told with hair of pure gold,
Eyes blue as the...

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If you would like to have your limerick(s) posted, soup mail them to me.

Ms. Rude is still writing her snide remarks
She sounds like a mad...

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