Bob Cob, from Cob Knob, liked to hobnob, as an odd job.
Rob Knob, also from Cob Knob, liked to knob bob, on Bob's cob!
But, Bob Cob, on an odd job, got his cob bob, from Bob Blob.
So, Rob Knob, mad at Bob Cob, gave his knob bob, to Bob's cob!
Old age and ache
Foot on brake pad
The shake stressing
Tibia’s throb
The knees nob and
Hobnob ankle twinge
Perhaps the doc
Takes off sock and
It’s all a crock
No thank you pain
Be no cane or
Slight strain of pace
The Night beguiles and bewitches me
as shadow deepen and lengthen
The moon shyly peeps out at me
then bursts out in splendid stateliness.
Now clouds drift across its beaming face
causing shadows to change their shape
I see first a unicorn dancing in the night
Followed by a trio of old haggard witches.
The night sure belong to unworldly things
goblins, elves, pixies hobnob in its darkness
and shadows leap and dance in moonlight
rays of gold, silver and blood deep reds.
Soon. too soon the night will give way
and all the secrets hidden by darkness
will slip away and leave me wondering
were they ever displayed in the darkness?
The world celebrates a holiday that's "sentimentally symbolic."
With bombastic, "fantastic fireworks," we greet New Year's Eve.
Revelers stoked, thoroughly usurped as if by a magical spell.
Abounds the sounds of popping corks of "chilled champagne!"
Toasting auld ang syne and future, good health as we hobnob,
all wearing grins as life begins with hope for a grand new year.
It's a "jubilantly joyous" occasion, an "enthralling extravaganza"
with a tender kiss from a loved one at the stroke of midnight.
The last seconds being counted down "to the tempo of timpani"
The ceremony peeks and everyone speaks in loud crescendo.
Resolutions made but not often kept are part of the holiday tradition.
September 8, 2022
The A's Have It Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
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Bold - Alphabetical words
Quotation marks - alliterations
Italicized - internal rhymes
Coffee Snob
Here I am, the Coffee Snob
Whether with a Rich Tea or a Hobnob
Carrot cake is made so much more rewarding
With a coffee that needs more affording
Weak and white and milky and pale
Might as well dunk in a biscuit so stale
For coffee should taste like coffee should taste
Otherwise it’s a God awful waste
Rich and fruity or strong and biting
Flavour is important, that’s what I’m writing
Caffeine firing my senses to function
See me through the morning till I take luncheon
So take away your weak milky brew
Bring my own coffee, that’s what I’ll do
I need a hot drink that will embellish my brain
Anything less should go down the drain!
Rod Maughan
3rd Sept 2015
How I apply for this job?
With you to hobnob?
I wouldn't know what to say,
Probably turn and walk away,
Have a small fantasy today,
Fantasies are good for chicks, I say,
Quite normal and healthy,
Never say you're my fantasy,
Really a bit absurd,
Ode from a giggling girl.
The Judiciary would not budge
For Lawrence van Dyke was a smudge
He knew not his job
But how to hobnob
So Trump made him a lifetime Judge
The Whistleblower's indirect goal
Was to stop Donald Trump burning coal
By some miracle
Trump's stocking is full -
Just reward for selling his soul?
Opportunity hobnobs with doors
That open when it knocks
Bypassing entrances
That dither watching clocks, counting spokes
Enabling opportunity to hobnob with eyes
Primed to spot the oncoming opportunity march
In dainty pies and blue skies
Swirling, welcoming the opportunity touch
Eager to proceed to new destinations
Where pates gear to jump on the bandwagon
To lubricate diplomatic relations
Clinched with the opportunity paragon
In conducive circumstances of space and time
Where hands grow eager to seize
Chances, glances and stances that climb
Alongside shambling opportunity hands that vie to please
When all factors remaining equal
Opportunity dives, drives and thrives
In settings that generate the sequel
In which opportunity arrives and derives
Ingredients in the environment
In terms of solvent, substrate and enzymes
To mingle ingredients into the optimal ferment
In the right climes, at the right times
To deliver the desired finished product
Designed to delight the end user
Within the supply chain duct
That metes negative reinforcement on an opportunity abuser, teaser or loser.
Shed no tears if Jim, Jack or Jill
Should shamble away to link up with Bill.
Free choice for folks to make
Don’t you claim it’s fake.
Lose no sleep if erstwhile comrades
Should hobnob with Will’s parades.
Free flavor for folks to taste
If their fancy claims for them it’s best.
Take it not too hard if Twiggy walks away
If in her opinion that’s the new way to play.
Free association lights up lives
No single reason to sharpen knives.
Worry not if a prodigal partner repents
Relents to free himself from serpents.
Free decision for folks to take
As they opt your cake to bake.
A brand new day in my home town dawns
When innovative ideas imbued with empathy strengthen bones
To afford the vulnerable occasions to fete
Events in rents, scents and tents that uplift their fate.
A brand new day wrapped in open opportunities
Brings along bliss shared in my communities
Where rich and poor hobnob with one another
To harmonise coexistence for inhabitants to enjoy together.
A brand new day once in a while generates renewal
Ensconced in better relationships to mark malice withdrawal
Affording neighbours ounces of chances to live in harmony
To share laughter and love with neither pomp nor ceremony.
A brand new day shines through the veneer of offence and pretence
When altruism and optimism promote life beyond mere existence
For my community members to live above the poverty datum line
In which zillions of ghetto dwellers wallow on a famine incline.
I am so lonely
i have got to do something
i am alone in this world,
i am alone inside my heart
I have got to do something
they betrayed me,
i am alone inside my heart
my heart is sinking in vain
They betrayed me,
they were all with me once...
my heart is sinking in vain
i can't live in this hypocritical world.
They were all with me once,
i could recollect the sweet memories...
i can't live in this hypocritical world,
but i could never swallow the bitter ones too.
I could recollect the sweet memories,
but they used me for their cause and left me lonely....
but i could never swallow the bitter ones too,
i was a fool to hobnob them.
They used me for their cause and left me lonely
i'm alone in this world....
i was a fool to hobnob them...
i am so lonely.
10/11/2016
I once knew a poet named Bob.
Some folks consider him a snob.
But that ain't true;
If him they knew,
They would surely with him hobnob!
Robert (Bob) Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
Entry for Skat's "Sensitive Comment" Contest
Crafty, conniving, sly and stately,
I am associated with dead and lost souls,
An ominous bird of yore spawning myths and legends,
A messenger of deities in the mortal world,
I am a wily mediator between life and death--
Dreaded but revered nonetheless!
I showed Cain how to bury his murdered brother, Abel,
Perched on the shoulder of the god, Odin,
A royal resident of the Tower of London,
I hobnob with sorcerers and saints
with monarchs and mendicants;
With beady eyes and lustrous ebony plumage
I am mantled in a grave aura of foreboding.
Take heed when I fly across your path,
Perched just above his chamber door
I made Poe fella famous evermore!
Raven=magic, shape-shifting, creation.
"Picture yourself as a Bird" contest by Andrea Dietrich
A tiny bundle of fur a few weeks old
One little pup who missed siblings and whined
Many memories of you my life holds
A scar from the canned food on which you dined
Running and playing side by side those months
Until you were old enough to learn your job
Dad got my pet to herd the cows on paths
Not with the rich and famous to hobnob
When free we would walk down those dusty roads
Safe was the feeling when in your presence
Free from concern about the wood's heavy loads
Beside me each time truly a pleasance
Queenie so long ago your life ended
My awesome pet left memories splendid
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
Contest: Pets
Friday, November 28, 2014
Oceanic
sight awful shudder
haunt;
media echoing news;
Poverty sad sad
view....
Begging for some
mercy and food to
eat;
Rags and filth ~
children on street;
Is this what we
gave?! STOP!
Rain bullets and
bombs clouding the
heavens;
Scathe canopy
'causing fear;
Is this what we
gave?! STOP!
Black and blue polka
dots pattern
scattered;
Zigzag drumbeat
beatings hurt;
Is this what we
gave?! STOP!
Hobnob campaign
rapport on
elections;
Blind eyes ¬ deaf
ears corruption;
Is this what we
gave?! STOP!
our earths' lifeline
continuum decline;
widespread worldwide
pollution ;
Is this what we
gave?! STOP!
Collapsing to brain
drain thoughts,
hearts and soul;
Spread wings push
down poverty;
Set mind! Strive
hard! Act now!
YES, WE can MAKE
this EARTH a BETTER
PLACE!
Life legacy beyond
years.
Come one! Come
all! START SOON!
(c) Olive Eloisa
4:17pm
July 03, 2014
Sponsor Sheri
Fresonke Harper
Contest Name What I
Gave
2nd place, to God be
the glory.. :)
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