Bong Poems - Poems about Bong

Bubble Bong Betty with high heeled shoes Ate too much candy but never touched booze Trotted around showing all of us her fancy stuff Her voice was melodic, not a bit sharp or rough She had a way that was soft but also pretty unique Johnny said Bubble Betty is the kind of woman I seek We all agreed she was...

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My Best Mechanical Friend You pester me with the slightest errors. You bing and bong Giving me night terrors. I want drive along And not listen to musical scarers. It’s three degrees and you let me know. You shout at me. And then you show On the dash a disaster ahead And you bing and bong While but nothing is said. You’re a lovely car...

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Muggle catching monster with your four eyes strong To follow you from place to place might be simply wrong Your fuzzy furry hairy head needs trimmed, it is way too long Your incisors have the length of a skinny king kong Some people have said you look like a total ding dong. I like you forever though; can I borrow...

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what the he...ck! i've nuthin to say...but what's unreal... the seeming impossible appears...before your eyes that trial and error step found first...then some second...and now when you see... the dead end sign tells you...detour! till that third step becomes... the clear probability... the impossible takes form...repeating always...with a difference time means...mechanics stan sand...

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Outback Down Under He rode out one day Joined by a dingo Who wanted to play The dingo soon snarled Like it would attack The next thing he knew It snarled with a pack His boomerang flew Around the whole bunch But never hit one They ate him for lunch A rather sad fact His bones lie around No longer intact All over the ground Though bleached by the sun An unpleasant...

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Bong bitty bong bitty bong bitty bay You are the bottom thought for me every day. Hong hitty hong hitty hong hitty hay I am the top dog, and I simply don’t play. Zong zitty zong zitty zong zitty zay You’re a spectacular example of dirt within hay Mong mitty mong mitty mong mitty may If I know you’re going to be...

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Once a hippie with a "high" demeanor Made a big "Bong" from a vacuum cleaner The dust he forgot His coughing throat caught Now there's no pot, and his face's much greener!...

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It’s so serious, it ain’t even funny High times going on in a White House underground bunker, where Archie is glassblowing American taxpayers’ money He got heavy munchies of Jughead hero dreams Telling his kitchen cabinet to kiss the silver signet of his fingered bling-bling And pass the smoky salmon white bong, so he can puff chest more dire threats — Tell the world the alt-right...

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When I strike the strings and music flows Words drizzle while standing in meadows Nobody around, but I hear the crowd Hays bang their heads, bow and cheer aloud A Rock-star, I feel, within again Here, nobody lies and none to feign Telling stories of life through my song So, come on dears! Let's bang-bang and bong 10.02.2017...

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I shot an arrow into the sky It fell to earth, I knew not why The year was sixteen-forty-three Before Isaac's discovery Yet had that arrow fallen where The infant slept, yet unaware That arrows, just like apples, fall The 'why' might have remained unsolved My point fell safe fortunately So Isaac gave us gravity Now you will have to wonder why This rhyming archer has...

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The Killing Field Bong Son,Viet Nam Not All Dead, Returned In Body Bags Written: By Tom Wright 1/21/03 The war in Viet Nam rages no more, But what say ye of the animate dead? Can we continue their plight to ignore? Staring past the crimson flow they shed? Pages from life were systematically torn, Eyes beholding things,...

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He had a beer. He had a joint. He beat his wife. The pig went oink? They taxed the car. They taxed your house. Just sell the weed and tax don’t grouse. Gov's buy bombers plant the poppy field. Then enslave the natives use the kids as shields. Take the drug...

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