Dodger Poems - Poems about Dodger

In a small town nestled in Tennessee's embrace, Lived a man named Roger, with a wild, free grace. A rebel and a dreamer, a hippie at heart, With a spirit so vibrant, he played his own part. With a big heart that welcomed all souls in his way, He spread...

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When I travelled to London Town I never expected this to go down Artful Dodger came out of the dark Smiled at me, as if I was a lark He was rumpled and crumpled, this tallish boy I did not know what to say, so I said “ahoy”. He put one finger in front of his mouth and faded away. I was...

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A baseball team hard to follow Failures really tough to swallow Many problems from stem to stern Fans' frustration in a slow burn Managers don't know what to do To get the Dodgers out of the blues Too close to Hollywood it would seem Many distractions bad for a team Ahead by eight games in '62 Seemed just too good to be true Sandy Koufax...

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The Brooklyn boys went to LA. In Ebbett’s Field, they did not stay. They play in the sun. Los Angeles loves Dodger blue. The team is a contender true. They are number one. ...

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There once was a man named Rodger Who became an expert tax dodger He had boxes of papers Documenting his capers And kept them till he was a codger...

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Percy would stand up and sidestep and tap dance while the bullets bounced around him.... Percy laughed at death and the Grim Reapers sickle missed him.. http://www.scullywag.com/kokoda1942stoush/ PERCY WATT. ...

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