Best Jowl Poems

(Sung to the tune of Gilbert and Sullivan’s "The Duke of Plaza Toro," from The Gondoliers)
 
When all the land did take a stand
When bugs...

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Hear me, hear me, sound me out,
I don’t understand what you’re about.
Euphoric drugs to boost your brain?
Why they're dragging your senses down the drain.
They mask...

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GOOD LUCK MEAL

Hog jowl fried so crispy brown
Black eyed peas abound
Collard greens from the truck patch
Sweet tea down the hatch
Candied yams as well
My, do tell
YUM!!


	Curtis...

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The bases needed sweeping 
As the end was drawing near
Buns and weenies waving
As Fans swilled down their beer

The crowd jumped to their feet
As Macy went...

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Like the burning tree, resting on the clouds
The glow of the sun, hidden...flourishes 
Mirrored waters, tween the tall grass-marsh, crowds 
Before the night...when the sun...

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"50 Words for Poe: Rasputin"



The Rat was buried in the Pet Cemetery
His name was Rasputin

She had been fond of him for some time
feeding him morsels...

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ARTE MAYOR*: Neither Cricket nor Football

Is this the way to prop A-first
Sock not oval ball overhead
Slam not round ball with drumstick dead
Cut not corporate tax:...

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New Years Day 2016
And the Luck of The Black Eyed Peas
Written: by Tom Wright

Jowl and black eyes with crackling corn bread,
This once a year meal...

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Did you know the Gecko cannot blink ?
No I did not, but it sounds alluring that image
Of a focused lizard reptilian in glorious intent
From hide...

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Alone these thoughts like annoying buzz,
zealously trample across minds agenda,
beguile what plans I had planned to play.
Yearning for release from ancient scab,
can I not sheath...

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I was surviving in life, just doing my thing,
Only one day to realize, my life, was a mess.
In life’s chess game, God had my attention,
With...

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the daughter of a miller abducted, exiled, held 
locked as prisoner didst bawl
achingly, effusively, indubitably murmured plaintively 
quite riotously didst call
out for help, when stalked...

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Limerick : Once a rich Janitress rode on a broom

Once a rich Janitress rode on a broom
From cheek to jowl her looks spelt dire doom
She...

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The rented hall ways so surreal.
Cheerful alumnus ranting sex appeal.
Forgive my dropping a time bomb.
Taking Mother to the prom.
Our student body didn't shake.
All others escorted...

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With a basket woven brown, covered in linen, hiding goodies under cross stitched flowers
She with the Crimson Hoodie, and a smile like cookies and cream
Heading...

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