Bobo Poems


Black and blue boo boo bruises courtesy hurled Bobo box

Black and blue boo boo bruises courtesy hurled Bobo box

No matter I sustained multiple contusions about the face and neck and minor head concussion after the missus tossed an unopened box of five apple pie stuff'd oat bites in my direction (what got whisked - as clocked by yours truly at lightspeed), nevertheless (whew), no
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Categories: bobo, abuse, adventure, allegory, analogy,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberBobo the Bear

There is a baby cub Bobo who has lost his family and sow
His mother bear is gone, unable to teach him what to know
Alone he sits or stands in the grass or grabs onto a tree
Always watching from where he stops, with curiosity
He wanders around on the hill, restless without a playmate
He listens when I
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Categories: bobo, animal, friend,
Form: Rhyme


Come Meet Bobo

 Bobo is his name, an astral body
his visage is of blue and yellow slime,
there is a blemish on his left hand,
his delight is to dampen his grey hair.
He is from Satura the planet,
he is childlike and curious,
his hobby is to ride dragons.

His home is in Talli the galaxy,
one must traverse across the milky way
to
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Categories: bobo, blue, boy, color,
Form: Free verse

Bobo

You must think I'm Bobo the fool,
coming to me with that grinning lie
No, we ain't tight,
no, I'm not your tool
Sister please, don't you even try
Let me lay it on you straight:
Girl, you ain't no friend of mine
The first time I saw your shadow,
my buddy said, ain't no sunshine
You've been slipping into darkness, yo,
attempting to put
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Categories: bobo, betrayal, relationship, trust,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberOur Friend Bobo

Our Friend Bobo
By Curtis Johnson

More than fifty years ago, there was a drowning in my little home town.
Back then, we chopped cotton by the day, and picked cotton by the pound.

For us, there was no sliding boards or public play grounds.
There was no hanging bars, see-saw sets, or merry go rounds.

There was no swing sets
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Categories: bobo, bereavement, children, death, home,
Form: Narrative


The Adventures of Bobo and Coco

Bobo and Coco were playing in the park
but had to hurry home before it got dark
deciding to take a shortcut through the cemetery 
when they ran into a man called Harry
he stopped them both "dead" in their tracks
with his evil stare and constant lip smacks

well my young strapping lads, said he
"what's your hurry, do you
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Categories: bobo, adventure, child, children, funny,
Form: Free verse
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