Bungling Poems - Poems about Bungling

...At three 'o clock this afternoon, A shaft of light pierced my room. Curtains flung back as I arise: An actor's life I do surmise! Working halls and live theatre, Singing songs in every meter. ......

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...Whilst pensive and serene and seated on the loo contentedly having my morning number two my serenity was shaken torn asunder by a massive mistake a terrible blunder someone had installed ......

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...*** Classified Ad — “Position Wanted” *** ((The following is from ad details written on the ad draft form submitted by the ad’s purchaser, who, while here was briefly helped by clerk ES Slinger,......

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...He had a disorderly mind. She had an ordered one. She had cerebral files, binders, alphabetized answers for every occasion. He would come to her with questions like - what-do-you-call-it ......

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...A big conclusion by tomorrow I must hurry up and reach. It's about what I am to ‘do’ with my doggy “boy, Billy ‘Blue’.” Half-wittingly I just keep vacillating between t......

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... “Liber Novus” Life is read it bleeds continually we simply need to stop and breathe forgive ourselves for tripping over misspent thought too caught up and enrapture......

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...Russians are clumsy, a fact that's well known Mistook a lone beach for the battle zone Odessa was out of reach So hit a loo on the beach I hope there was no one sat on the throne... ......

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... I heard a ‘dillo muttering, a-traipsing and a-bungling. I could not make out what he said, a-chattering, a-sputtering. He started rooting in the bed, a-grubbing and a-burgling. Then a......

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...You are adept at burrowing and slithering. Fight your way through the mud, bungling, and spilling. Plunged into the insides of the rind and outer casing. The further you lead, be......

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... Last good days of innocence He did came with no trace with no chain no fame no frame or mark of true repentance In skeletons of liquid pawns carved in satirical steer Streets bubbling......

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...Angel’s songbirds awoke and flung the deal Anisette chirps, sounds of reels On that day my soul grew lyric My heart couldn’t see it Angels songbirds sing with me And the harmonies ......

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... There’s a monkey tag-team of mo-rons running things ~ Polly Would Pinocchio style Dumb and Dumber dolts got dim a dullard king Dumbo dunce chair directing Elephant Man, with t......

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...I finally stopped belittling myself for not knowing them all. Because who does? I mean, really, WHO? Maybe my mother. No one else in my family. There are 600,000 of them in the English language......

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...mene tekel peres - calligraphic prescience. global village voice - a dialect of babel the poetry slam - pen viva voce inherent bloodline - curdle into nepotism Atlanta's Oliver Hardy so pr......

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...stagnant and muffled voices are stirring like a music box wound up not stop refuge sought from a whirling daunted world of which smoke of disgrace hovers over tongues lashing out at one anothe......

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