Reggie Poems - Poems about Reggie

...As i reported my stalker and identity thief 2002 to the FBI she began climbing into my window for poetry my grandfathers world war 11 medal information this resulted in her arriving with a gunman to ......Read the rest...

...It was 1968 we'd gathered again in the school auditorium my tiny hands sweating only five years old while my name was called in all of this cold civil rights riots plagued my little brown mind sir......Read the rest...

...sir james saville HRH andrew battenburg/windsor sir Larry parnes sir cliff richard lord boothby ronnie kray reggie kray jeffery epstein gisellaine maxwell anthony kidman kevin spacy peter sutcliffe......Read the rest...

...Reggie had far too much beer His legs felt wobbly and ***** He dare not go home So, all night he did roam Giving time for his poor head to clear......Read the rest...

...March came in like a lion And never let up, not really The children, Markie and Stu, spent most of their day outside Except, as usual, for a quick lunch and a quicker hug In the country, the d......Read the rest...

...Reggie unlocks the door And turns the knob To face the monster In the dark Strangely, like before We never sought help From the deputy sheriff Who came when we called But when you are gro......Read the rest...

...Reggie, what is it? Who’s there? Reggie, ANSWER ME REGGIE! What do you see? It’s OK Jean It’s just-- that idiot Goober Knotts The milkman Goober, whatcha doin’? It’s two in the morning ......Read the rest...

...‘Tiny’ Bawb Always Wins His Fights - (in “Phonetically-Edited" Rhyme - for my Brit and Ausie Mites) Just before the Ausie, ‘Tiny’ Bawb, commenced to swingin’...tryin’ t......Read the rest...

...Patrick Ewing What you chewing? Larry Bird Hall-of-Fame assured Scottie Pippen Lid's still flippin' Tim Duncan Legacy hasn't sunk in Bill Bradley Didn't play badly Walt ......Read the rest...

...Some numbers tumble down the hallowed halls of baseball’s past - a sport of numbers after all, these memories hold fast. Stan Musial wore #6, Lou Gehrig, #4; the “luckiest man in all the earth”, g......Read the rest...

...Far from the throes with foes who dip acid, but still wiping flows from my nose, cooked by oil-based pros. The intensity grows, when it's mixed with White Whoes', and you come out yo' clothes, ......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, in the dead of night When all our fast asleep We are startled awake by a loud and pernicious Rapping sound, a bang bang banging sound Like someone, or something Breaking through our......Read the rest...

...March came in like a lion And never let up, not really The children, Markie and Stu, spent most of their day outside Except, usually, for a quick lunch and a hurried hug In the country, the da......Read the rest...

...Birthdate? My family tells me it was 1900 or so. I don’t remember being born; I know when I started to grow. My first real friend was named Reggie We first met when I was just six. It was Ch......Read the rest...

...Reggie had far too much beer His legs felt wobbly and ***** He dare not go home So, all night he did roam Giving time for his poor head to clear......Read the rest...