Lads Poems - Poems about Lads

there is a young lass named Tracey who always wears a solemn face whenever asked why she always replies to keep the lusty lads from first base ...

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My days are numbered now, Since I married the greedy sow. She thought it was funny, Spending all of my money, I'm back where I started,some how. She took me off to court, Fair trial,I hoped,I thought. But not on your nelly, It's not like the telly. She's taken everything I bought. Everything will work out just fine, Leaving a CD, thinking it was mine. She's...

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The smallest room in the house, Phew what a smell, It smells so bad, It's my lads, Replace toilet roll, End of the day it's used, Do they eat it????? It's my lads, Hairs fill the plughole, But are they from the head !!!! Or!!! Yuk, Shampoo bottle empty again, It's my lads, Wet towels on the floor, There are 4.... only two lads, Have I got any dry...

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I am hiding in my bedroom, scared to death because my pajamas are not new. I dare not put down my soup bowl because Bowl Licker will grab it up for stew. I can feel him hiding under my bed, ready to grab it so I keep it beside me. Christmas is scary, for I expect to see...

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Lads were in the cupboards Lads were in the hall. Lads were in the closet. Some were playing ball. Lads were in the kitchen Eating up our food. Our pretty cousin brought them home And some were rather rude Grandpa came home early and made them all leave He took back his sandwiches he grabbed back grandma’s weave Grandpa yelled for Doris and asked her...

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"Easy lads, no need to run" The keen young officer called, "We've shelled the buggers night and day We must have killed them all." "The barbed wire's blown apart Ahead lies victory, So easy lads, no need to run, Forwards! follow me." And follow him the soldiers did Into the jaws of hell, To be slaughtered by machine gun And searing mortar shell. They died amongst the...

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An Old Timer's Advice To Rash Young Lads When youthful ardor flows like raging flood, temptation's ills are waiting in the blood. Even with painful lessons in the past, nothing stops that hot-rush and cannons blast! When Spring air brings out that deep mating call some think of love desires, nary its fall. Yet in youth falls come and oft with a...

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IRISH LAD'S DREAM To sign aboard a whalin' ship to hear mey master wail such orders I'd be mustered to like settin' o' the sail, contracted for many a trip; for all the life of me; I'd be a perfect bos'ns mate, the best out on the sea; I'd man the harpoon at his call, he'd know how good's me aim, providin' ole for burnin lamps in...

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Chase the leather Lads. Keep the wickets Lads. Love your mum Lads. Be strong Lads. Don’t cry Lads. Be healthy Lads. Obey your headmaster Lads. Listen to the bobby Lads. Listen to the government Lads. Look down the sights Lads. Don’t reveal your position Lads. Be silent Lads. Die in anonymity Lads. Drag the dead...

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