Bonce Poems - Poems about Bonce

...To write poems missing one vowel I'm struggling, you should see me scowl Nice sponsor Emile Won't know how I feel I’m tempted to throw in the towel! I thought writing this would be......Read the rest...

...‘ I have forgot whatever you knew. A victim of grey matter - Tabula Rasa You wander into my mind slam the door behind - run headlong into a brick wall. My head hurts with emotionally empty emp......Read the rest...

...Whatever rules they make up now in twenty-twenty-one ‘Little’ Frankie tells his dad I need to have some fun His dad said how about a pet, I’ve just embalmed a pup But Frankie moaned I’m sorry but ......Read the rest...

...Am I invisible... you almost knocked me flying I’m on the pavement too, can’t you see me! Too busy on your bloody mobile Makes me seethe as you can see! Head bent, hell bent on con......Read the rest...

...free me life is a player and I am the ball of life whenever I bonce on the walls of knowledge I roll back with wisdom somany times I fear but life play me back up free me am a man o......Read the rest...

...In continuation to poet Kevin Shaw's poem - Have you seen my Crocodile A CROCODILE, A LAMA AND A AMPUTEE . . . So: my camel and I had decided; on a nice day out shopping But; on the street, ......Read the rest...

...In my bonce when to nonce Just another sense but I n......Read the rest...

...Twas twiglo, and the snellish whidgers did sprowl and danzal in the warsh; all wafflie were the paridgers, ......Read the rest...

...Billys bald bonce brought barmy thoughts It's getting cold Billy your skin is all white What will I do, with what, to stop the withering look Brave Billy bought a buffalo hat to keep warm Mighti......Read the rest...

...The archway formed of trees was green It was shade from summer's heat Splendid archway cover invites Come love to this retreat Now the archway hangs in color Rust, orange, yellow, brown Drawing ......Read the rest...

...I shoots the birds what lands upon my garden An’ I shoots the birds what lands upon my shed I’m a strapping lad and people says an ‘ard un But I never shoots a bird what’s on my ‘ead I did it o......Read the rest...

...Oh I love the battle of picking out hair, The grey ones the brown ones, mistaking the fair. I thought it was charming that first little one, they have turned into bxxxers from that stray single ......Read the rest...