Best Rob Poems

Happy Father’s Day to my Late Son Rob

My son, my sweet son, you now are at rest.
Of all fathers my son, you were the best!
Your son emulates you the best he can.
You taught him how to become a great man.

Almost twenty years you shared with...

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My sister Susie loved picking her nose
To her chagrin her little finger froze
It was stuck so far
Doc used a crowbar
Finger up nose - not a ladylike pose!

Our Mother, in a fit of Pique
At Susie's antics with her Beak
Said, "Right my girl"
And in a whirl
Grounded Susie...

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I Saw God Rob the Poor Box


I saw God rob the poor box
take a beggar out to eat

two burgers and a coffee
a loaves and fishes feast.

I saw God in the alley
drape his coat around a bum

watched him walking slowly
on dark streets of lonely numb

saw Him...

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I saw God rob the poor box
take a beggar out to eat

two burgers and a coffee
a loaves and fishes feast.

I saw God in the alley
drape his coat around a bum

watched him walking slowly
on dark streets of lonely numb

saw Him in the playground
share his crackers with...

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I feel terribly sorry for Rodger
He developed a kink in his todger
It looked such a sight
when bent to the right
that his poor wife ran off with the lodger! 

When his wife ran away from poor Rodger
Because of the shape of his todger
He cried and he...

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Little Susie had peed her new pants 
Such an unfortunate circumstance
In front of her mother 
She blushed a red colour … 
Then invented the ‘Wet knickers’ dance!

Mum's reaction to this was not cool 
As Sue pranced around like a fool 
To add to her woe...

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There are women who feel a strong need
To nag men until their ears bleed
In a war of attrition
With relentless petition
Is a cruel way to make men concede

Men wish for a life of peace 
But get nagged by a tongue that won't cease
Men will just say
It's...

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Prescott Bush proved his moxie
as war-profiteer proxy
with brother Harriman
since shame can't bury them
when suggestions turn Nazi....

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There was a man named Rob Ford,
He ran Etobicoke Ward.
Now that he’s mayor,
He still can’t play fair,
Waging a political war.

Our whole fortune’s fee cannot pay,
For those pills you’ve put away.
Weight loss is a scam,
Your scale’s in a jam.
Just leave your office, okay?

Buses rarely have delays,
Just...

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(Because I'm a fan of Survivor)


All-star "player" Boston Rob
didn't win Survivor. Sob!
No, matter. . . he got fame and by his side,
the pretty one who holds the loot to be his bride.


For Nathan's Clerihew contest...

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Why People Rob Banks

By Elton Camp

Let’s say that I’m a robber and knock over a store
I might get a hundred bucks, but not likely more

Or I decide that I will mug some guy on the street
I never know when it’s a gun-toter I might meet

If...

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Rob played semi-professional rugby, 
From when he was 4 until the age of 21, 
When he got a serious spinal cord injury, 
Whilst playing that rough game spun. 

As part of his rehabilitation sessions, 
At Rookwood Hospital, exists in Cardiff, 
He played table tennis for...

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Meet Rob Ford.
A panda in this land.
The Mayor of Toronto.
A hero they have banned.

A servant of Toronto
and maybe the whole world.
A will as strong as iron.
A faith that has been furled.

A man who loves his country.
Who worked for greater good.
A Saint who smoked a crack...

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Good actor, yet Razzie Award winner, Rob Lowe,
was one of People Magazine’s “Most Beautiful” although
his hair he has dyed since the day
in his twenty-fourth year that he says he went grey!

A prime role was once offered Rob Lowe:
“Doctor McDreamy” on a hit show.
But he took...

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under the sink

the plumber

switches rings...

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