Best Hob Nob Poems

IS IT HOT IN HERE?
I`m a physical, mental wreck, waiting for a beard
I have no sense of time, I`m definitely weird.
I`m peri-menopausal, go from blazing hot to cold,
I have wrinkles, bags, am fat, and very very old.
I sometimes find my my car keys in obscure...

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Stop being suggestive
With that choccy digestive
Just stick it in your gob
And pass me a hob nob...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: White Boys
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: August/1995

I want to do 
just like
the white boys
do -

Wear
six hundred
dollar
shoes,

and
dress
in
the finest 
of
suits -

I want 
a
six figure
income,

to splurge 
at
Fred Segal's,

on
Melrose
avenue -

I want to
jog
with 
my dog,

while 
pushing
my child
in a 
stroller -

I want to
send
my children,

to
only
the best
of
schools -

I want a
pristine
neighbourhood 
in a
gated
community -

And
style
 in a
Bentley,
through
Hollywood -

Just like
the 
white boys
do -
 
I want...

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Carefree days and endless nights
Great surprises and delights
Dreaming of my future goals
And what story will told

Watching stars on favorite shows
Wishing that I had a role
Reading books on faraway lands
And envisioning my plans

What would my destiny entail
Will my fortune be derailed
Will I achieve enormous heights
Will my...

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A soldier's tale about young Grover,
Though black, his duty called him over,
He survived the Front's futility,
Came home after 1918,
With his medals for bravery,
With valour, he beat the Hun,
Back here, society did him shun,
He came home, no man's slave,
Old comrades did not even wave,
As he marched...

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Her ability to be true to herself frightened teachers and snobs
She had a pet python named Tang, his nickname was Sobs.
Always be the real you was her motto, her mantra and her song.
She despised mean people; if they were around, she would not hob-nob....

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What‘s better than a biscuit?

Hard to debunk 

Treasure trunk funk 

Should you let

It get wetter

Would you dare risk it?


The trick a quick dunk

Or could flunk..kerplunk.. 

Mushy chunk sunk..messy

Slunk..in the tea you drunk


So at your leisure

Pleasure one’s self

Don’t regret your stealth

Forget your health

Wealth beset on the...

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