Gibber Poems - Poems about Gibber

...gigantean gibber-gabble gives girlish gander goose genuine goluptious gobbledygook glorifying glimmering glimpses of greasy glossy glittering goose gossip.......

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...Gold or gladiolus or golden sapphire fine; Delighted, even if I divine light define; If, like an orange, the details I do not peel, Will my rhyme-lyric like an angelus-bell, peal? Like a discip......

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...He’s a jiggery-pokery, gibber jabberwocky. Full of horse feathery, silliness and malarkey. His mumbo jumbo and haggle dickery is weird and absurd. If we hire him for emcee, we will be the laughing......

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...Yak Yak Yak Saying less than nothing Gibber Gibber Gibber No one hears for we have shut off our ears Yammer Yammer Yammer We try to eat in silence To no avail. She needs attention, not real......

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...Rhythm in a song Harmony in a flute Clang in cymbals Clap in hands Snap in fingers Stamp in feet. Chirp of a flying bird Quack of a drake Neigh of a stallion Oink of a sow Baa of a ewe G......

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...ROOBOY Between the spinifex and gibber, across the dry, hot sand, Lenny sits as proud as punch with the leather straps in hand, His roo it has a saddle and a bit between its teeth, When he want......

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...I am a simple man I take a simple stand To owe myself completely to The bounty of the land I sense no one is following this rude absurd demar like once for yes twice for no before I go to fa......

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...Retrieved Passage 3: From The Book of Days, Sonnet 2 For Lo! I must relate this tome to you who gather here to listen and believe to tell the story I believe is true before my sanity (BARK!)......

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...HOW I MANAGED not TO BE A DOC You know something, Me a thing, I think not worth than a farthing was put in a college of Medicine. Paternal honour intact was to be kept. Heavy in heart and blurred i......

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...I can’t write today my tongue is stuck in my cheek the pen’s dry powdered ink like sifting sand on greased paper flees. The well is dry. Pump priming is required and my feet are stuck with my mind ......

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...Small lynx. Inky onyx on white and grey. Maniac gibber at gull and crow, cursing through the pane. Blood and muscle shot through green keen,eye. "Just wait.Just wait..." He seems......

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