Best Swilling Poems

...“Die Another Day”


“Your mission, should you so deem it,
Is to infiltrate ALL Fluff Clusters in K.A.O.S. Headquarters
And bloody well steam it!”


“The Place is a hazardous m......

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...I love men and women who stand for what is right.
Most cave to evil, thinking to be part of a group is true might. 

Mouse minds untrained in human transformation.
Follow media like sheep, drunk ......

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...Their was once en olde boozer named Mable,

   Who inn her dotage was sow unstable.

      She was thee village buffoon,

          Swilling at ev'ry saloon.

             Mable cud drink ewe under t......

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...Like an intricate mosaic with just one missing tile.
You know something is wrong and has been for a while.
Surreptitiously working its way into your mind.
Not wanting to admit an illness, saying t......

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...Cajole me in the right frame of mind
For I'm vexed not because of
Personal issues but because of the
Morbid, abstract canvas of life
I'm subjected to witness, where 
Groups of so-called righteou......

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“The Seance” 

It was macabre you see,
we were all summoned,
and therefore found ourselves
in the front parlour of Ballylee;

In our dreams
we thought we were poets
......

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...My beer-swilling auntie called Mabel
Could drink most blokes under the table
She sups pint after pint
Almost every night
No wonder her legs are unstable!

06~07~17......

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...Lila had no Mom now to make her Halloween costume
Just her Communion dress, adorned by angel wings she’d made 
A halo of gold chrysanthemums she laid at Mom’s tomb
But dusk was falling......

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...Limerick crochetés: Once North Koreans joined South cousins

Once North Koreans joined South cousins
Agreed to let drop divisive sins
Formed one team ice-hockey
Won bronze not so lucky
Each ......

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...In Suffolk where the barley grows,
Its said that folks have seven toes, 
And 'round some parts of Sutton Hoo,
They've grown an extra finger too!
They're banjo players one and all, 
And tractor d......

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...What is it about a Wizard's appearance that gives me pause?  I 
     always find myself guessing about what type of lurid surreptitious 
     act of debauchery is practiced within the confines of s......

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...Savvy scientists scoff at the soul:
Can't poke it, prod it, pinch it, probe it
  ~ and clearly can't claim to contemplate...

an empirical, egg-headed, experimental
all-enveloping ecstasy of eru......

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The Bullingdon Club was founded in 1780 about 240 years ago.  An elite
private club for male Oxford University students, selected for their wealth,
and willingness to take part in club acti......

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...I Wish I Were Irish 

For the gift of gab, the blarney stone I’d kiss
Upside down by ankles dangling, I’d do this
A story-teller I’d surely be
Risking life and limb ‘tis me
To spew flattery amo......

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...I remember as a little girl 
On a visit to an aunt’s friends house 
I was sitting reading a story book 
As quiet as a mouse 

I asked to be pardoned 
To go to the loo 
They were all playing do......

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