Best Knobbly Poems

The old man stood;elbows resting on the old stone wall
Wistfully he gazed over the snow laden field,
Watching the sheep nibble on bales of hay,
He thought...

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One day I saw an alligator,
He said, "May I take a bite?
Your fingers look real juicy
And your legs will fill my appetite."

I said, "No way...

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DEFORESTATION
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Topical Tree Poetry
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Deforestation rife!
From copse to woodlands
And trees on their own suffer the knife!
Deforestation rife!
Rainforest to jungles,
Arboretums to parklands suffering strife
Deforestation rife!
There is suffering unseen.
To...

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    My dear miss Camella, you move with such grace, 
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On some English grass
On a piece of land forever England
Warriors of the realm
Take holy orders, on their Fathers grave
To defend the honour of their local...

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There was once a woman
who lived on Sheffield's London road
with greasy unwashed hair
black crooked teeth
and huge wart on the end of her nose.

Her eyes were...

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Each night I fall awake
 a good days sleep before I wake down
I'll pretend and make the smile
 upright into to a frown
You ask and...

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Hairy Mary, really scary
Hairs grow from her nose
Some sprout from her pointy ears
And in between her toes

She's got hair on her fingers
and her one remaining...

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from island corner, big Antrim lad
  to Belfast city, a tiny pad
  shattered windows, tilted clocks
  Goliath had lost his socks
 ...

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NATURE’S SINGLE DADS:
THE AUSTRALIAN EMU

The next sixteen months:

CRR-ACK ~ “That’s loud,” he exclaims getting up on his legs, so knobbly and thin.
He looks down to...

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DIARY NOTES : Mad-House Maths

March 30th., 2018 - Another day sets in Paris

The home-bound Octogenarian trundles from the Mall's town centre
Back laden with the day's...

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Opening bottles

Men can
Women can't
Not always anyway.
Some women
Have men's hands
Knobbly and strong
Take my late mother-in-law
Hands good for
Wringing heavy washing
Lifting pints of Guinness too!
Me, useless, needing a...

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TAKE THE BUTTERFLY

Take the butterfly is what Mark likes to call a surrealist word painting
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“Halt, who goes there?” 
I said to myself out loud, and...

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I just found out about my knees.
You know those thingies, if you please,
those knobbly bits which no one sees;
the ones you bend, when on your...

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Horrendous Fruit

“Ah my eyes!” the acid sprays,
From the knobbly whorled display,
Of the thickened orange skin,
Pith and citric acid akin.

I take a bite of segmented fruit,
Cells...

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