Prang Up Poems - Poems about Prang Up

...a Christmas card’s a little thing so much~ a loving wish to bring but still my Christmas souvenir you’ll take in kindness, for the giver’s sake The first known item that looked......Read the rest...

...She knew the moment he kissed her That he could be the "Right" Mister She needed a wrench Because he was French And Marmite greased his tongue-twister......Read the rest...

...Wallop, bang, crash when the car hit the tree Have to say it didn’t sound that way to me You mean crash, bang, wallop… I wasn’t being terse No the driver said, I was going in reverse......Read the rest...

...His last days in his dreams in Jamaica mon The capital Kingston He prayed to the heavens Gods only laughed in the Caribbean waves as this small minded prang called the pond of frogs glorio......Read the rest...

...The little boy in the corner, who didn’t want to come, Expressed his shy reluctance, but encouraged by his mum. He knows he has to listen, and encouraged to join in, He doesn’t want to be there, ......Read the rest...

...I’m a unique specimen, made of mescaline and ketamine. And the last living resident, of an intergalactic settlement. Burnt to the ground, by time travelling middlemen. I came with the cannon,......Read the rest...

...The smell sprays spreading Of delicious food From a palace above In a poor hut bellow Smoke of boiling water Potatoes for hunger Servants chivvy Serving variety of tastes Empty......Read the rest...

...Moon drips are like gigantic slides and cloud surfing is very very exciting particularly when shoved with a broom. Base jumping off smaller spheres can be hazardous and mind the cats on the way down.......Read the rest...

...LF52 ASV Farewell Independence 106, You served our Joseph well, From driving lessons, To Scottish holidays, What stories you could tell, Also a runaround for me, LF52 ASV Dearest Peugeot m......Read the rest...

...It's your birthday, December twenty first make a wish let the candelabras burn an inch something precious in the morning, evening kiss you've always longed for. Pray beneath the mistletoe, adorned g......Read the rest...

...What got me into poetry, Was possession in my head, When I died a poet took over , After a bloody head on smash, he said. (1975 prang ) When I’m playing billiards, Getting beaten with a cu......Read the rest...

...Motor cars you have to love em, like humans you have to shove em, drop kick em into the bay, or sweet talk em some other way, i've wiped em out in head on prang, red escort, smashed glass, p......Read the rest...