Mick Poems | Examples

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Premium Member The Mick and Me

Today, my wife kicked me out of the house.
On the park bench next to me - Mickey Mouse. 
It seems that his pretty wife, Minnie,
called him a no-count, lazy ninny.    
He was a star, achieved all his wishes, 
but he was laid low by dirty dishes.

Premium Member Ronnie Wood Loves Scones

Did you see that Ronnie O' Sullivan documentary?

The music teacher at school tells me he knows 
The sax player who recorded with The Rolling Stones
It means, we are all two-people away from Mick Jagger

Premium Member Apologies to Mick

Everybody has a cloud.
and if you'll permit,
on mine, you are not allowed.
Please get off of it.


Premium Member Sir Mick

Michael Phillip Jagger
learned to strut and sway with swagger
the queen thought him so chique
she knighted him and now he is known as Sir Mick

Premium Member Untitled

I can't get no satisfaction
I can't get no satisfaction
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no

I Can’t Get No Satisfaction/written by Mick Jagger/Keith Richards

there is an old man named Mick
who uses music as his shtick
when he tries to get some action
he seems to get no satisfaction
even though he thinks he’s pretty slick

Premium Member Mick and Keith

"I was crowned with a spike right through my head."
That's what Keith and Mick once said.
I haven't heard one of their songs in a while,
but when I do, I just have to smile.


Premium Member Mick Jagger

 Mick Jagger
 A rolling Stone with a swagger
 He got satisfaction under covers
 And had many lovers

At the Kardomah With Mick

With his leonine face,
Young for his age,
A little unsteadily he
Climbs onto the stage,
Adjusts the microphone 
From his special chair
Benevolently regarding us
All eagerly waiting there. 

A raconteur, a story teller, 
He explains his song choice
Then holds us all captive
With the power of his voice.
Songs of the sea 
Songs of a different age
Songs of life and politics
As he sits and owns his stage.

The minutes fly like seconds
As the night flows smoothly on
Until all too soon it’s over 
And Mick is up and gone.
But, every Sunday afternoonI
I know where he’s to be found,
With his talented gang at
The Minerva  Sing Around,
And that’s real class.

Sadly, first The Kardomah and then Mick gone, but we have our memories

Premium Member Musical Organisms

Musical Organisms

"Let’s Bungle In the Jungle” Jethro Tull
Don’t want to tangle
with slithery snakes.

"The Lion Sleeps Tonight” The Tokens
I won’t be walking in their
territory after dark.

"Puff The Magic Dragon”Peter Paul and Mary
This song not about drugs.
RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!

"The Unicorn"
Sung by the Irish Rovers
THIS IS NOT A TRUE IRISH SONG!!

"Wild Horses" The Rolling Stones
Can’t see Mick riding a horse.
His hips would sway too much.

"Bat Outta Hell" Meatloaf
Can’t see a bat coming out of hell
But stop pickin’ on Eddie!!!!

"Crockodile Rock" Elton John
Not sure a crocodile can dance
Wouldn’t want to find out.

"White Rabbit" Jefferson Airplane
Now this song is about drugs
Go Gracie

"Black Cow" Steely Dan
Used to love those root beer floats
Gotta watch calories now

Premium Member Mick - Jaggers Septonics

you can't always get what'ya want....

but if you try....sometimes then....

you'll find you get what you need....


stans (rolling stones) sand

Vale Mick Standing

Some people stand out in your thoughts
Of deeds done and strength brought
Mick Standing we remember as a friend
And a detective to uphold the right and the law to defend

He stood by members as a committee man 
In the Association by popular demand
But now he has passed on in our memories
Another face gone no more to see.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Premium Member The End of Moron Mick

That old cattle rustler, called Moron Mick
boasted about his thefts near Sheriff Nick
A noon shootout was planned
Nick had the faster hand
Moron Mick was a boneheaded dipstick


May 6, 2022
High Noon Poetry Contest
Hosted by Joseph May

Premium Member Mick On the Sick

I've got a great mate called Mickey,
Some say a talented bricky.
One day he was late,
Not stood at his gate.
Looks like he's throwing a sicky.



18/2/2022
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Premium Member Mick Jagger

A witticism -- for the time that is now has past by Mick Jagger


2019 September 17

Premium Member I Gather No Moss

Mick Jagger was the fire to be lit
The stage was bare and lay waiting
The world was full of
"What to do", "What to try", "What to be"
And "He" was ready for the story line........
Possessed by the rhythm of his generation
In words emanating from his musing
He told the classic rebel story
Of going against the grain
To form one's own circuitry
Belonging exclusively to
The worship and reverence of rebellion
Buzzing with charged power
His notes ushered in a new beginning
A new sound that was recreated from
The annals of historical gutsy
Down and Dirty blues
Spiked with sex and sprinkled with deviltry
That will live in classic timelessness
The rogue stood tall and whirled
His mischievous spell
Wielding wildness between the irony of good and evil
Contempt and virtue 
From the age old conflict of the timeless crusade
A hero - no, an evangelist of life - yes
An inexhaustible circuit rider of our time
A Rolling Stone..........he gathered no moss!

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