Best Old Bag Poems

I lay my dearest Susan down to rest
Of tall tales and humour she was the best
An excuse each night
Wouldn't hold me tight
There's something I need...

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I’m a brown paper bag and I’ve not been too well
So I went to the doctors to ask him to tell
What was this sickness and...

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At the risk of being called “rabble-rouser,”
I think poor old Barky Von Schnauzer,
should practice his aim,
his master to maim,
in the back end of his very...

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There was an old lady, a frumpy old bag
who people called horrid, a witch and a hag
And 'though she was ugly and danced 'mid moonbeams
all...

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Said contrary and crabby Miss Muffet
“Hey eight-legs! Kiss my bare Tuffet!” 
From above and beyond, Charlotte dropped a fine line
And bit the old bag where...

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'Twas a sunny Sunday in June
Father's Day was in its throws
We were just young children
No money, but good at putting on shows

I was the youngest...

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Bag Whores to my left.  Bag Whores to my right.
Bag Whores beating at my door, morning, noon and night.  They know you got...

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The Weight of Education 

School bag 
   Backs sag



Heavy heart 

Suitcase 
  Warped face


Outdated 

Old bag 
   Rats nag


The Friendly...

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MY ENCOUNTER WITH AN ANT.....

I am a real little old lady,
I walked along a street so shady,
Had an encounter with a tiny ant,
To him I...

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Grrrr WOMEN they drive me mad!


We were due to go on holiday
My wife said she was on her way
I’d got the car engine running 
I...

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ANIMOSITY VESSEL :

Here she sit at her thresholds corner;
Looks pity but craving to blow a vandal,
Crazely permitting no one to untie her shameful sandal,
Eagerly wish...

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long ago a lazy man lived in a village’s hut
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When I was a young'un on old Mother Earth
Believe me, this tale was surely an absolute first
She send me an old bag
Whose boobies did sag
Methinks...

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Lying on this bed at the walls I stare..
With no one to bother and no one to care...
neither can I see ,hear or walk...
Nor do...

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I’m asleep, therefore nothing exists.
Just my mind and a hangover from last night being pissed
Existence is only evident from the point I open my eyes
And...

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