Dub Poems - Poems about Dub

Dub Bull Too

The bun knee, end, the ham stir 
r ee ting chock oh lit, end watch ching- 'Moo vees!
Kew dueling... 
                    'Two...Geth er, 
             

Rub-a-dub-dub

Rub-a-dub-dub ~
Mommy and her little one, splashing in the tub,
playing with Mr. Beluga, the whale,
and grabbing Wally the walrus by the tail,
and riding two seahorsies: 
one named Gitty, the other one Yup.

I Dub Thee

Being self-titled
aristocrat pure
Heraldry solemn
 liege a du jour

Knighted in fealty 
 loyalty’s throne
Crusading triumphant
—honor atoned

(Dreamsleep: July, 2023)

Refurbished Nursery Rhymes: Rub-A-Dub-Dub

What nursery rhyme's gayer, I'm asking you, bub,
Than the one that has three grown men sharing a tub?
Was it their sexual orientation,
Or merely water conservation,
And they were all charter members of the Sierra Club?

To Dub-Bull

whose where
when...
what's why

and
what's how
if

when what's
why's...
whose where

ramblin ramblin ramblin....keep them thoughts a scramblin.....
just...
hold it together....no matter the 'whether'....'you'...are by 'your' side


stan

Wuba Luba Dub Dub

Horrified at the harassment dpartment.
An alligator visited his apartment.
Alligator wanted to eat some flesh.
Morally and socially we are at stake.
You know Girlz date & black gate.
Crocodiles & alligators & guidelines.
Note.Wuba Luba Dub Dub.

No Roof For Reindeer Dub Bull File

parents or other nemesis with glare
ring (smoke emitting nostrils),
     an idyll escape for this heir
to the throne of the mountain king,

     (lion share of original tract
     kept by Donald Neilson empire)
     this make believe verdant submerged lair
unwittingly left gaping

Rub a Dub Dub

JEANIEMAC
Rub a dub dub two in a tub.
Where did the soap go?
He lay back flat
Right on his back.
While she fiddled about below.

TIM SMITH
Rub a dub dub I fell in the tub.
I swear to you Lassie it's not always a stub.
The water is cold.
I'm getting old.
Come a little closer and give it a rub.

LIM'RIK FLATS
Jeanie and

Rub-A-Dub Dub

Rub-a-dub-dub
Three men in a tub
What were they doing there?
A grout guy, a plumber
Not sure who was dumber
The third guy to open the beer!

Dub Dub Dub

one short score and five ago
it wasn't so - that streams
flowed in airless wires

that Dolby heard symphonic
on hand phones was absurd

that art could be a part of everyone's day
meals smartly delivered - have it your way

cookies cooked on every chip
bits for sales cooked to look legit

who knew we'd get delivery
of anything we could want or

Lub-Dub

lub-dub
lub-dub
I am alive 
and ready to take on the day
and whatever 
may come my way


lub-dub
lub-dub
the time between the beats
changes 
with my pace
and the expression on my face

lub-dub
lub-dub
the time of day
is divided  
into twenty four hours
with many beats

how many beats 
does it take to make the bed
or take a train to work 
how many beats

Tribute To Dub Poet, Michael Smith

He too could be Orpheus
But on Lesbus would find no place
For two in likeness excites no grace
And he scorn Dionysius
For the madness of his wine, since we
Provoke more profound mirth than glee
Where music wakes the soul
And love turns all dross to gold
Ye poets then remember him
Michael Smith, who dubbed the hymn
And was stoned by mad

Rub-A-Dub Dub, 3 Continents In a Tub

I see North Africa
Through a little girl’s eyes
Continental ignorance
Stagnant in their reflection
Oppression
Like sinuous flames
In the heat of their arid deserts

I see America
With its once prolific economy
One man
It tumbled all
Two elections – “it’s all your fault!”
Teetering precariously, waiting…
For Obama to hold it together

I see Europe
Where art thou now?
Hiding like politicians – fools they are
Come out, come

Rub a Dub Dub

Rub A Dub Dub Dub
A gay ***** flick filmed in a tub.

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