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Outa State Plates

Outa State Plates

Billy Bob and Jimbo’s jaws dropped
Along with Mrs. Miller’s porcelain plates
Caught in the act
Two fools perpetrating a dish stealing crime spree
Unsavory, onerous in nature, by the perpetrators

Smashed to bits were dishes and windows 
Scattered about the basement floor
The old widow’s china lay destroyed

Add Breaking and entering to the charges
A total disregard for the keeping of the peace
Not to mention the deprivation of sleep

The Sheriff cornered them there in their get away
Escaping with a salvaged plate or two 

“What are you boys up to?”….ventured the law
Stunned, short winded, and caught, they replied; 
          “We like the pretty designs on these things officer sir.’
          “They have fancy writing too.”
          “We were just borrowing them for a while….thank you.”

The old lady enlightened the gathering
          “They’re priceless  antiques from  Germany!”

The Sheriff took Billy Bob and Jimbo away
Charged them with stealing outa state plates


Premium Member I DON'T FEAR YOU OR YOUR HYUNDAI

PARKED AT MY HOME SENDING ME THREAT SMOKING BLUNTS WITH THE LOCALS ITCHING SCRATCHING YOUR SCABIES OUT BREAK AGAIN BREAKING INTO LAUNDROMATS HOMES HIDINGNOUTNIN MY NEIGHBORS DOG BED I WILL NEVER EVER FEAR JAMAICAN SCUM LIKE YOU A COMMON MULE ARRRIVING WITH AN ASSASIN TO END MY LIFE OVER MY AMERICAN POETRY 23 YEARS LATER YOU ARE BACK BREAKING AND ENTERING SNATCHING MY ROBE YOU GET OFF ON WEARING MY UNDER GARMENTS SINCE MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND KICKED YOU TONTHE CURB CIRO KICKED YOU TO THE CURB NOW TERRORISTS THREATS FROM GANG MEMBERS YOU TRULY ARE SCUM THE THOUGHT OF YOU MAKES ME ITCH GO BACK TO MARTHA BRAE RIVER WALK BACKWARDS AND SHAKE OFF THOSE PARASITES SCABIES IS A HORRID INFESTATION NO WONDER JIMBO KICKED YOU OUT FINALLY YOU CAN KEEP MY ROBE MY HUSBAND BUYS ME ROBES EVERY WEEK I HAVE A COLLECTION DON'T FORGET TO GET THOSE SCABIES TAKING CARE OF I REMEMBER 23 YEARS AGO YOUR NIECES WERE IN THE LAU DRY ROOM CRYING ITCHING THEY DIDN'T HAVE ANY VOINS TO CLEAN THIER LINEN MY DAUGHTER AND I LET THEM USE OUR MCGRAY CARDS TO WASH THUER THINGS YOUR MOMMA TONI AND SEVEN SISTERS SMUGGLED DRUGS FOR RASTA ALL OF YOU GUYS LAID OUT IN ONE BEDROOM 5 FAMILIES OF ILLEGAL IMMIGRANT AND CHILDREN COVERED IN SCABIES I HELPED YOUR NIECES AND NEPHEWS YOU STILL TRIED TO SET MENU FINALLY MURDER ME CAUSE YOU ARE A DOG A COMMON DOG BREAKING INTO MY HOME FOR UNDER GARMENTS YOU NEED DOCTOR CARE STOP SPREADING SCABIES CRAWL BACK TO THE HYUNDAI PLANT ILLEGAL IMMIGRANT JAMAICAN TALIBAN DRUG SMUGGLERS FROM TAMPA BAY DRUG CARTEL
Form: Naat

Premium Member Holiday Tag! Doris You'Re It!

Where have you been! you silly man!
don't blame it all on tryptophan! 

Maladies from Malta mutATE and Gur G....itate!
as Jimbo watched the Vikings dominate!

It's true my kind heart is totally fake!
football first sweetheart!.... hope your fever breaks!

Dear Charma, you've got snow! make an ice-pack!
it's almost halftime!...... then I'll be back!

And if you grow weary of my  attitude!
I'll level a few notches, and be a sweet dude!

The Ref blew his whistle!.... #4 is quite grand!
our sinking tag-poem is back on dry land! 

So without much ado!
no need for a chorus!

I tag you my friend, Miss Culverhouse! Please Doris!

(Phyllis tagged John, John tagged DaneAnn, DaneAnn tagged Charmaine, Charma tagged me! and I tag Doris!)
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Dying For a Smear

The medic said lie on the couch
She swabbed my cervix , I said OUCH
It's checking for cancer
So I can’t be a chancer
For cervical smears I can vouch

I lay there with my legs akimbo
Butt naked I feel like a bimbo
My hubby needn’t fear
It’s just a routine smear
Not nookie with Peter or Jimbo

I think its's a total outrage
Girls are denied smears due to age
If detected early
It could have saved Shirley
And youngsters like Amber and Paige

In England cervical smears are offered to women aged 25 to 64. Personally, I think the age should be reduced as women in their early 20's have died as they have been deemed too young for a cervical smear screening. Whilst the test is uncomfortable it only takes a few minutes to be done and it could save young lives

* Third stanza added 01/15/22 -The names Shirley  fitted the rhyme scheme and I've read about Paige Hart who was diagnosed with cancer aged 24.  I've been made aware of Amber's Law and fully support the change of age  to 18.

https://amberslaw.org/about-us/

https://www.thesun.co.uk/fabulous/9952172/woman-cervical-cancer-25-smear-test

01/14/22
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Comin' Hame - Coming Home -Scottish Dialect

A angry sky, as cauld as Loch Lomon'
fair drew me out from cot o' peat, an' bed.
The wolves wus wailin', an' thund'r respond'd
Ah gather'd tam, me tartan, an' dug Red.
To  'orse ah took an' found the 'erd sam 'urt. 
The 'ungry wolves 'ad already fed. 
Inta the bi'er blaw, the rill ah skirt 
thro braes a white, t'ward ham an' fire burnin'
the bleatin' sheep, the 'orse an' ah alert.
We wud mak it hame, stomaches churnin'
O smell the peat fire on the wild wind now,
'ear the cows faint distant ca', a lowin'
'erself wud know, we'r near ta the brow.
Noo, we 'ad beat the storm hame, an' kep' me vow.



Dedicated to Jimbo Goff & James Fraser
and the spirit of Robin Burns

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Premium Member Jan Allison Has a Fan

JAN HAS A FAN


Jan Has no Tan

I once saw a gal called Jan
So sexy she made me ran
Straight to the vicar
Said marry us quicker
Whilst she drank her tea on the can


She is as White as pure Sand

I once met a gal in white dress
I fell straight in love I must confess
She was drinking her tea
While I stared at her knee
Surely my intentions she guessed


She Sips Her Tea Daily

I once met a gal drinking Tea
My heart was pumping in glee
From her nose to her toes
When she smiled I froze
So charming I become a devotee

While I Admire Her so Gayly

When I saw the lady in the white dress
My thoughts she I did undress
As she gazed out the window
She caught peeking Jimbo
Who was in quite the state of distress


I am a fan of the great poet Jan

There once was a gal who could fart
She refined it into an art
Her white dress in a breeze
Would lift till you sneeze
But she’ll always be my sweetheart




Notes: I just realized the title, as far as Jan is concerned , well could have a double meaning!
Form: Limerick

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