Bunkie Poems - Poems about Bunkie

...Mud Puddle Has life handed you a kidney stone, Old Timer? Does the world treat you like a dead gnat in it's oatmeal? Some days, do you feel like a mud puddle in an ocean? Do you sense t......

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...In my time I'm not ashamed I didn't even feel like I was framed I did my share of dope At one time I thought there was no hope I didn't even have one friend I knew it was not yet the end Christ......

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...I met a chap in an English pub and asked from whence he came. "Harumph! I hail from Piddlehinton", he pompously did proclaim! "And you sir?", he asked and I proudly puffed out my chest. "I come fr......

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