Gimpy Poems - Poems about Gimpy

...Shipwrecks crowd the pub taproom a hot breath of defeat curdles the air. There's a coal fire; there are black tables, small and round just enough for two pint glasses. One cloth cap asks ano......

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...Started drinking fruit flavoured water now Not the tastiest but I'll keep trying, I vow In the winter months I always seem to gain Inactivity is the culprit, exercising's a pain When ......

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...There once was a fiddler from Fartsie Oh Midler who played in the park with a naturous tether a one legged man by a river of tan with one gimpy leg that sat still as a peg, oh what a sin......

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...Started drinking fruit flavoured water now Not the tastiest but I'll keep trying, I vow In the winter months I always seem to gain Inactivity is the culprit, exercising's a pain When ......

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...This is a pickle so I'll bear-and-grin it It's my very own pickle got me IN it It was always sweet with pickle power But all these wrappings make it sour Perhaps you'll get the urge to peel i......

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...When Reggie was in the army He lost a leg His fellow soldiers Renamed him Peg He was extremely brave Soon forgot the pain Although without this limb He would never be the same again Jake was ......

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...(to be read out loud) I'll eat the nibble naggle nooky nickel nipple nappy mum mum mum I'll chew your gooble gobble giggle gaggle gimpy grampa's gum gum gum. I'll call the wimpy wappy wi......

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...I was reading Trump's Crippled America the other day... I'm sorry to interrupt, but why? Isn't his Unreality Show more than taxing enough already? Well, more than sufficient, actually, but I ......

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...My back against your chest, I smiling sigh I fit so nicely, small between your legs You cross my gimpy legs and hold both my Ankles in your firm grip, I grin and beg You whisper words of ......

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...I once knew a man with a gimpy leg. A pirate I think he was, but I never seen his wooden peg. He smoked his pipe in heaps of laughter, when lightening seemed to strike to low. A pirate I think......

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...No! Cut this piece here! No! Not there! Why didn't you cut it right? says Princess StepSister's hyper-ventilated syndrome, jonesing for her next pork chop. I would have finished but you be......

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...In which ways were you and I born equal? Equal rights to live, to breathe, to sustain our bodies, our healthier relationships with sufficient nutrients of taste and sound and sight smell and f......

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...I read the title as U - nite- as three syllables - hard I And I marveled that a female poet would write of U Johnny and looked hurriedly down the page hoping to read Of your years......

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...Teddy was our mongrel dog who kept coming back to stay, When my parents gave him up because we had to move away. Three times my father took him back to live at his new home, But we'd find him on o......

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...Started drinking fruit flavoured water now Not the tastiest but I'll keep trying, I vow In the winter months I always seem to gain Inactivity is the culprit, exercising's a pain When ......

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