Long Bung Poems

What happened to my sex drive?

(sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- 
Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone).

Once pronounced libido of mine 
took kamikaze nose...

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III.
Lost in a daze, but her fingers still shaking,
Liesel turned the great brass knob on the door.
She felt herself tense, was ready to shriek,
Expecting to see some Satanic horror.

Instead she found herself looking into
A cozy...

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Oooh now then. Oh just wow. A scarlet salivating sentinel sentiment is wafting air at that door. Blowing. Blowing is not bubbling so do not count powder puffs or smoke globules that radiate sideways. It...

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This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... 
The Sage world:
Chorus:
OH.. Hooo...
That sage has been sitting there for many days.
He could see every event,
But his silence is causing harm.
At every minute there's a killing.
OH yeaaaah... 
Chorus:
OH.. Hooo...
That sage has...

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Rancid lemon rope squeeze
around a rotten tomato neck tie,
crooked odor bow hanging out of place 
Acid reflux raisin tax bleed;
dripping spoiled, milquetoast lies
out a sour-twisted, prune puckered face

Tart tongue 
sulfur speak disorderly,
dirty saliva fingers in...

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Weekdays I toiled in honest sweat; weekends were for the blokes
down at the pub or at the footy, hearing tales and telling jokes.
Forget about the wife at home; her nagging only causes trouble.
But single girls...

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literary food for thought.

Self Mutilation:

(ah bet thar iz an app for that!)
within unlit partial "FAKE abattoir" 
   sans wardrobe alcove 
   where dust bunnies didst allures
completing a simple task among 
...

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Lovingly lauded.. they marauded.. rightly applauded

Saffa gaffers did thrill 

Willow wielding wizards of Oz

Yielding…lampooned..marooned..jaffas 

Festooned spill just like Seville .


Must remember..the ember burning

Yearning of Temba Bavuma

Kept his sense of humour

Despite being the victim of flimsy...

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(sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- 
Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone)

With a flam boy hunt deft jais nais sais quois 
firm lickey split...

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Percy would stand up and sidestep and tap dance while the bullets bounced around him....
Percy laughed at death
and the Grim Reapers sickle missed him..
http://www.scullywag.com/kokoda1942stoush/
           ...

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Farewell, then, AUKN boss,
The next this year makes three.
By the time they find a substitute,
Slovenes will be at sea.

He tried to cover his behind;
AUKN boss of bosses,
As every week, balances grew bleak:
He weighed merits and...

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and its the bing bang boing but not bong ok nor beng or bung
A chicken diner stream is a recipe of combined cream but crossing a work surface is often best using traffic lights, zebra...

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Erstime, ere bards nor Wondering Joyceters 
did glybb their gobs with glanjous tongue, 
Sir Slip The Most (a Figleafmoistner) 
was undangled…and his sling unslung.

‘Twas on the Ile de Deux Sans Mustard, 
with her Fowlling Fopplott...

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The battle of wits who’s quickest to the target
The Referendum becomes our battling ground,
To silence the tongues that vanity took apart.
Saying little or nothing and have no command.

By force of nerves all generals pitted and...

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Government policies that toilet stink
Presidentially approved 
by a potty-mouth politrician rat-fink

Give the progressive town halls
more executive bathroom stalls
Read the foul language scrawls 
on the Oval Office latrine 
dollar-bill green painted walls
Flush the rank noise
with a...

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Beautifully crafted from end to end
Made even the wealthy squill
   An ark prepared to safely swim
Captain Andrews behind the wheel

   Remarks were made, degrading God
The very one who crafted the sea
...

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Beside a babbling brook I browse
By a bridge braving bleak winters breeze
Beaver is busily burrowing beneath 
Before bitter blizzards batter beaver’s bunker
Beaver beavering as he barricades the breach

Bedtime beckons before darkness befalls, but my
Bright my...

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It's enough to make one chunder
there used to be a time Down Under
when fair dinkum the label on the tucker tin
only stated the true blue maker's name
and the Vegemite we'd eat for brekkie contained therein
while...

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The once was a man with a long bad tongue 
He wrote poor lyrics and never got sung, 
His lengthy words were a farce
They came out of his arse,
Smelling like stagnate garbage of bung.
 
She...

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I catch a lot of flies
on the tip of my long, sticky tongue
I really love the ones
that has just been swarming on some dung
I got the skin
to do the dirty jobs
others don’t wanna do
I’m the...

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Calamari

Have you heard the latest about calamari
If you haven’t yet eaten, stop now or be sorry
Rumors abound – maybe cheek in tongue
Of a gross switcheroo of squid and pig bung
A friend’s cousin’s friend’s sister once...

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And suddenly understand you're underwater
Flapping, snap-coral beneath someone's paradise
Bung-lusting rope towards parallax sunslick
then smacking the sole of your swollen left foot
with an empty Coke bottle, the driver's advice
While cursing the urchins in firstling jerk Tagalog....

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Radioactive airwaves deduced from isotonic sceptres is a fine nine mile curve of a globe. Spasms are as such a vaulted jolt of a timed acrimonious shiver. But a tepid drying ox can derail a...

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Bung eye Bert

Now Bung eye Bert was a bit of a squirt
And came from the bush you see
Had a squinty eye, an open fly
Was bandy round the knee

He came to Brissy town this day
First time...

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I can’t afford to go away this year
The price of everything is costing me dear
I’ve tried to save and put away
But I’ve had to dip into it...... day, after day

So I’ve bought a tin
One of...

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