Long Old codger Poems

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especially gratifying to watch and listen
as various and sundry
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I was perched upon a wooden bench beneath a bottle tree 
when this worn out wiry ringer stopped to rest his gammy knee. 
I’d been touring through the outback and had sought to sit a...

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I was out walking my dragon, when I came across a Dogasaurus Rex.
It really wasn’t so bad until; they got into a real life-pissing contest.
My dragons’ roar was way less than his, and spitting fire,...

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MY OLD BOSSES FUNERAL 
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS 


Went to the funeral of my old boss
After several speakers I was at a loss
Who was this person they were eulogizing
Kind words and praise was so surprising
I knew...

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Four Letters Spelling Blah...

generally define mine anatomical phooey zook
corporeal status, essentially feeling like gook,
not my usual babbling brook
self, thus finds yours truly whooshing, he
could wave a magic wand (all thee
while exjaculating abra
cud dab bra, or...

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Four Letters Spelling Blah...

generally define mine anatomical phooey zook
corporeal status, essentially feeling like gook,
not my usual babbling brook
self, thus finds yours truly whooshing, he
could wave a magic wand (all thee
while exjaculating abra
cud dab bra, or...

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The old codger hobbling upon his cane                            ...

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CLOSE    CALL   IN    IRELAND



I once had an affaire de coeur  with a foxylady, in fact a randy colleen
In Ireland with a tough older brother looking to...

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On a Monday public holiday and with my son home from school,
we organized to go out fishing in a creek where blackfish rule,
and while we’re putting in the boot, our bamboo poles and fishing gear,
I...

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I'll tell ye of me life as a pirate
I knows ye sees me as some old codger
But when I was a young'n matey
I sailed 'neath the Jolly Roger!

Oh, it's truth I be tellin' ye now
'N...

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Telephone / Gossip
Written: by a Grouchy Old Codger 
1/7/2014

There’s an individual who calls each day,
To reach out and touch he does his best.
Whether we’re at home or have gone away,
He calls, and calls, making himself...

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The sails billow as they catch the wind
White crested waves put our ship a sway
To portside ye mates and scalawags
The merchant's ship shall be our prey

Fly their country flag the captain yells
So at twilight they...

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Two Thousand Eighteen
By Franklin Price
12/29/2017

Two thousand eighteen's coming
There's nothing we can do.
I could swear that only last year,
It was just two thousand two.

I should not be swearing,
It will make you older still.
Quit ranting you old...

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When traveling a stretch of life's highway
Does it feel like it's uphill both ways?
Does it feel like winter's twelve months long?
Do you work like a dog for small pay?

Well welcome to a newly formed club
The...

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For a man of my age, I should no longer dream

Of pretty young fillies, quite naughty it seems

We don't lose the joy to gawk and to stare

When the sweet scent of female fills up the...

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When traveling a stretch of life's highway
Does it feel like it's uphill both ways?
Does it feel like winter's twelve months long?
Do you work like a dog for small pay?

Well welcome to a newly formed club
The...

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Where are my old white corsets
  Right next to your candy cigarettes

Hey! We didn't get today's edition of 'Grit'
  It's canceled. They use bad words now like 'Guck' and 'Spit'

Oh, and I can't...

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For a man of my age, I should no longer dream
Of pretty young fillies, quite naughty it seems

But we don't lose the joy to gawk and to stare
When the sweet scent of female fills up...

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7/13/17


Among and below the stars
Near and far
From here to way beyond Mars
I send my regards
May your own path be carved
As you take charge
 Close and beyond any barge
On either side of the yard
Up and down...

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I wonder why everybody felt the need,
to express their opinions so openly,
about this man who had the misfortune to die.

I watched them slowly strolling past the casket,
like they were shopping for fruit at the market,
I...

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An old codger who farted a lot -
of good etiquette didn’t know squat.
When I met him, his nose
started running. He chose
his new shirt to wipe off all the snot!

Well, a nitpicker also was he,
and I...

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Just received a message of love
From a dear sweet soul on the Soup
It blew me away, brought a tear to my eye
To feel such love, whatta a hoot

These friendships here are quite common
The Soup is...

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I Stare in the Mirror


I stare in the mirror and what do I see?
An old man with rheumy eyes looking at me.

Who is this old codger, this balding old shell,
Who cannot remember what it’s like...

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Eileen has nicknamed me Kenny
Because of my resemblance to Mr. Rogers
Wish I had his piles of dough though
I'd sure be a happy old codger

Methinks she means before his facelift
At least that's what I hope she...

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Just received a message of love
From a dear sweet soul on the Soup
It blew me away, brought a tear to my eye
To feel such love, whatta a hoot

These friendships here are quite common
The Soup is...

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