Best Trotters Poems

Trotters: A Very Dangerous Delicacy!


Trotters and knuckle bones
Is a rare meal, real treat.
Cordon Bleau of repute
Will moan of cooking time-
Simmering that last eternity,
And the massive...

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(Innuendo -- Pigs)

All around are sticks and stone
Feel God's loving arms around you
-----At last, I am redeemed-----

A feast of my soul, you shall receive
A cake...

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I have a fat and furry friend
All pink and spotty black.
I grew him from some Camembert-
The smelly little Rat!

He is my very Mouse-Pig
For that’s his...

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Harlem Globetrotters
most famous trotters
clowns of the court
and best of sport 
watching the game 
never the same
performers they are
they really gone far...

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It happened without any action on my part.
All I had to do was just say, "Yes, I will go".
Moreover, it was not my dream, but...

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To her family she was coy
         but truly she would be their Joy,
 a country girl from...

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Del Boy Trotter
Money making plotter
Sells dodgy bent gear and smokes a cigar
Drives a yellow three wheeler T.I.T company car.

Rodney Trotter
Del's little brother, sidekick and cop...

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I am the prize catch
I live in an artificial lake
	fed by a nappe phréatique
I was put there to keep 
	lesser fish: carp
   ...

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Hop Scotch,
Whoola Hoops,
Metal Skates,
Skinned knee fates.

Tricycles,
Bicycles.
Motorcycles,
Dripping popsicles.

Hot wheels,
Pin wheels,
Bob Barker's big deals
Spinning on all wheels

Paper dolls,
Sillly phone calls,
Cartoon bits,
Howdy Doody skits.

Mickey Mouse,
Mighty Mouse,
Minny's Micky's spouse,
Vist...

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Well twenty whales met ten goldfish at rush hour on the A9 but the heavily congested B85 was chewing on some straw that had fallen...

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"50 Words for Poe: Circadian"



He pushed the envelope under her door
when she opened it, in her Ghost hands,
it read,

“Circadian nymph, 
put on your dance shoes,...

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There's nothing quite so graceful as a flying pig. Swooping over lands and seas. Saying hello to birds on the way. No pecking though. Just...

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pig >This poem was written on 4 July 2016 in a new notebook.  I purchased from a charity shop.  It’s bright pink in...

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It was a cold and muddy day
as Gertrude lay smiling.
Just the kind of weather 
that she adored.
She could splash around 
for hours in the glop...

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Yule Tide 

The pig
In the pen 
Is being slaughtered
To day 
Christmas starts
With a killing 
Some get 
Pork roast
Others get trotters 
 In the yard 
My...

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