Gabbed Poems - Poems about Gabbed

...When I join myself in prayer all the survivors; all those still able to bear witness regarding my twisted way through the moments and decades come together in the nothing flat all eager to tell t......Read the rest...

...The house of my sweet childhood still sits on a little hill. It's blue; the roof is grey. Ferns grow along the border of the lawn. I want to see inside it my old w......Read the rest...

...There was once a lady named Babs Bower Who lived 'cross town on a street called Tower She could talk you to death Not coming up for breath Gabbed with gusts ......Read the rest...

...Do Not Weep Over His Demise He did his very best and failed He was soon done, color him gone With hidden sword he was impaled Lucky his skull was solid bone. Do not weep over his demise He wa......Read the rest...