Best Gyp Poems

I visited Doctor Longdong 
Told doc something’s terribly wrong 
The pain in my hip
Is giving me gyp
He said it was caused by my thong!

I admit...

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Got a party coming up
I need to learn some moves
so I listened to the all-time greats
for tips on how to groove.
These music legends from times...

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'Umbrella Jim' was the sneakiest scoundrel west of the Missisip'!
Usin' the shell game and sleight of hand, of yer purse he'd gyp.
He'd set up shop...

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Horsemen moving camp I already saw ,
And storming to show themselves then to start,
And too sometimes for escape  withdraw;

Fast runners I saw in your...

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Sending the tending to an unfriended ending,
 yet somehow suspending from rending a newly offending recommending.
Logotype monotype linotype,
overripe stereotype,
 teletyped an unripe heliotype. 
Guttersnipe snipe,
...

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The steely-eyed hombre stepped down from the stage that sultry afternoon.
He looked about with disdain, then swaggered to the Cripple Creek Saloon.
His hat lay low...

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Two players were vying at darts,
there’s chaos when somebody farts
Both players deny
letting a fart fly 
and suddenly the trouble starts

Maybe their gut gave them some...

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I was working cattle with a crew a little south of Muleshoe,
When I watched a horse work with perfection and grace.
I said "pardon me gent,...

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Is your mind in the gutter,
full of what you shouldn't utter?
  Or perhaps it's your conscience
  which eats you alive with slanderous nonsense--
...

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Out of the womb I slip
In fluids and blood I drip
The umbilical cord has a snip
My pulse does a skip

Hands all over me grip
In hope...

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Your clothes are flimsy as rags
With dirt’s that stench the air
Your skin are dry and creaky
Like a bread that lost its touch
Your mouth always quick...

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~Gypsies Tramps and Thieves~
Gypsies what do we think, the word is coupled with hate
But were the original gypsies - aware of their fate
The Egyptian forebears...

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I wonder how it whips the zephyrs that flee
In a churlish yet blissful den
Throttling though the gushing of glee
And seized a million mirth like a...

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Turn round around
Get me astounding 
Wait for me 
Do not disagree
Let us glue
Traces of you
Superb memories abounding 
Which keeps funding
With kindest emotion
My hearty devotion 
Playing...

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I must have a bad concussion
Or in some kind of confusion
Giving you another chance
At supplying me romance
Sending new feelings in my soul
I just hope you...

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