Repartee Poems - Poems about Repartee

I had to discourage the love of Mary Lou My pals advised me what to do Just insult her the Texas way She'll set you free and go away. But Mary Lou heard on the grapevine of my plan, so decided down the road she could kick the can I told her that I'd rather cuddle a hornet than...

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REPARTEE (wordplay) : I saw a fierce tiger moving in the woods, Last time when I was playing gulf with Tiger Woods. I looked tony and ready to cruise, As I was introduced to Toni Cruz. Big ups to James and Brown for gifting me that nice shoe, It looks like the one James Brown wore to perform, 'I got you'. And...

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Must confess, you guys keep me alive On our daily repartee, I continue to thrive So many friends Companions to the end Journeying forth, my joy I can't hide...

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I relish sparring repartee of clever quips... Particularly, when voicing and/or writing bon mots doth betake chuckling clownlike me rumbled stilled skin, and e'en rouses this mummified corpse (asleep for bajillion years) among sleepers awake, where mine inside belly doth pleasantly ache jollity the best medicine most thus spoke Zarathustra, asper nonpareil persona American radio broadcaster Doctor Demento would attest, one need not buy, nor...

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Must confess, you guys keep me alive On our daily repartee, I continue to thrive So continue my friends Companions to the end Journeying forth, my joy I can't hide...

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Must confess, you guys keep me alive On our daily repartee, I continue to thrive So many friends Companions to the end Journeying forth, my joy I can't hide...

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My name is Julie Chatterbox, I do waste thoughts a lot, I can perform my monologue, My brain does yap-a-lot, All I have to say, Is raise your coffee this way, To stinking thinking, okay! If you want an opinion, ask me, I can indulge in repartee!...

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Well lah-tee-daw and fiddle-tee-dee What's this stuff that's come over me Happy as a pig Doing a jig A jig's not my thing, gonna resort to repartee...

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Must confess, you guys keep me alive On our daily repartee, I continue to thrive So many friends Companions to the end Journeying forth, my joy I can't hide © Jack Ellison 2015...

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Enjoying an appealing repartee Over scones and a cup of tea Belching whilst cooking Avoiding chronic particles from choking Comradeship amongst landed gentry and friends It all makes faultless sense Avoiding topics that’s nonsensical Keeping a lid on emotions and remaining sensible Being sensuously sociable Status eminent and unreachable It is nonetheless within pulpit reach Spattered with a seven year itch A contentious immoral pair Culminating in an...

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As he stood paper cup in hand by the drinking fountain on a train somewhere south of Kankakee, miles from Chicago, a quiet, pensive, older man was getting harangued by a loudmouthed, blowsy, beer drinking, inconsiderate, disheveled and overweight woman. Aka, his wife. She finally shut her mouth after he exploded with, “get your...

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