Best Whinging Poems

I knew an old woman from Greece
Whose whinging words would seldom cease
She’d constantly whine
When drunk on red wine
Her husband’s in dire need of peace!


How much cash...

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The day begins as the sun rises up
Like a big orange ball from the sea
It’s the bluest sky that has ever been seen
So pack up...

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Silver’s scars
The evil little lad that creeps
About while others soundly sleep,
With a key he scratches many cars,
He hates the stranger owners, ha ha.
Cos they have...

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I'm Leaving (eventually)

I'm going to leave the planet 
never coming back
wave you all a quick goodbye 
as I vanish into black

Traverse the great elliptic 
skipping...

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Our Sid felt well-jaded 
his sweat, it cascaded 
he feared the end was well-nigh 
his head was a-pounding 
a hush ultra-sounding 
he all but stared...

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I'm not going into work today
I'm taking a day off to rest,
I've been feeling under the weather of late
and really not up to my best.
I've...

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jun-jun villanueva 

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teardrops emanate from within
inner bane, anguish perforatin'
space for vigour...

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You gots to wear your  ‘elmet
It’s a rule what can’t be broke
Suspose you ‘as a haccident
That wouldn’t be a joke
If sumfin’ comes a crashing...

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PETUNIA  IN  AN  ONION  PATCH


You’re always talking incessantly about  beauty
Or  whinging about life’s sadness and duty!
Just cant stand ...

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His finger is really quite bare;
The ring is no longer on there,
But he's used to it now
And he sees she's a cow -
No dripping about...

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Dam you bastards with water; I think you all are coots
While I watch the weather everyday and plead for rain filled fronts
I’m not some greedy...

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In Little Whinging, Privet Drive,
around the bend at Number Four
is sighted, strikingly alive,
a tabby cat not seen before.

Her interests vary from her kind’s -
she does...

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nette onclaud
Contest Name	PERSONIFICATION OF JANUARY


Ferrets revenge

January made me sadder
February was very dark,
March had a little madness,
Ferret bit the postman aaark.

Chased the Postman up the footpath,
Stop...

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I feel if you want to steal my limelight
then you had best learn to rhyme tight,
and double up your rhyme with each line 
like mine...

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Motorcycle Persecution gone mad.

Are they persecuting Posties?
On the streets of Brissy town ,
Cos them brawny bloody bikies,
Have made the Police to frown,

Hells Angels on Vespas,
...

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