Pram Poems - Poems about Pram

... For decades, motor cars have driven past in haste, eyes not straying far from the highway to where, set back and obscured by scrub, an abandoned farm is slowly succumbing to rot. I catch ......Read the rest...

...Mary had a flock of sheep but just one was a ram She also had a giving nature… and a brand new pram Mary tries so earnestly to tend her grazing flock Not so easy since the day she slipped out of......Read the rest...

...Jensen plays to the skinless drum Ten chocolate soldiers melt down by the campside Platitudes of the night crimson altar affairs preside I have forgotten your face wish i was a pram under fu......Read the rest...

...A yummy mother with pram is walking to west Dulwich from West Norwood The blind lady walks under scaffold the gyrating lumps of bolts gerates her white stick and your plimsole beggar man asks fo......Read the rest...

...Word bank: Holidays As I am finding time difficult to manage at the moment - I thought a word bank would be a good idea for people to refer to and add comments with additional words linked to a them......Read the rest...

... It was the early days of the electric tram, the cars could hold twenty people only; much less when there were mothers with a pram, often, I saw people who looked quite lonely ! ......Read the rest...

...How would you describe a real man One with muscles uses bad language like damn Well slap my knee They sit down to pee With his normal image of pushing a pram......Read the rest...

...Running out of road, windshield wipers are useless for tears Close my eyes and count to… not yet! reaper hasn’t appeared Lights flashing across the dashboard, warning indications Speedometer rea......Read the rest...

...I saw the woman sprawled on the ground, her legs askew beneath her. She was alive but could not move, obviously in a faint. Right in front of her a small pram squeezed to a wall pinned by a t......Read the rest...

...Is it the early morn in a yellow field of corn, Or could it be flowers with strange powers, Or a stroll on a donkey chomping a carrot, Or a baby pig in a pram, who would make A tasty ham, Is it......Read the rest...

...The Ginger Whinger’s in despair, Life’s not so easy being the spare, Seeing succession prospects recede As baldy brother continues to breed, And the world seems so absurd To go and take him at ......Read the rest...

...own heart is sad when I perceive The pallor of your face the dead brown leaves Ive already walked the paths of loss Jesus Christ we have been double crossed I’ll look after you when you n......Read the rest...

...She used to tell me stories of the times when she would go, Into the big, bold city, come the rain or shine or snow. There never was a person, that took on the centre stage, But pigeons feature in......Read the rest...

...Acting like the man around an orangutan beaten up so badly they wheel you in a pram remember yesterday both your broken legs could stand Acting like the man whose day hasn’t gone to plan!......Read the rest...

...Calling Captain Hindsight, where the heck are you? The table booked for one-fifteen and now it’s ten-past-two, The waiting staff are anxious, they want me to move on, Their patience was exhausted ......Read the rest...