Scalawags Poems - Poems about Scalawags

...A field day shoe fit for Mother Goose Fruitless effort squeezing figurative juice Pandora called triggering helter skelter to get loose necessitating Bullwinkle J. Moose to usher at yours t......

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...Mother Goose would find her tail feathers ruffled Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle when off to see a crooked man and woman, whilst cowards jumped over moo ving little pair of mis......

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...September hues of school day smiles and bran new leather bags creative minds as young as baby figs with eager hearts of lore My days were full with mischief makers and bragging scalawags but ......

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...in the city of York, an English town odd old buildings of russet brown surround damp streets of cobblestone pathways finding the party zone jesters strike around half past noon slapdash fellas......

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...Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle when off to see a crooked man and woman whilst cowards jumped over moo ving little pair of mismatched muggles, who both walked from scan din na......

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...The world is full of things that vex, Competitors going for rivals’ necks, Foes that single you out for no reason And haters who loathe despite the season. In the face of all this you should st......

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...Flames from numerous lamps flicker, refusing to die Like shimmering flakes of gold adorning the night sky Burn on, shine bright – shed some cheer in my tired life Illumine with your light, let peace ......

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..."ALL RISE! THIS HONORABLE COURT IS NOW OPEN AND IN SESSION!" Th' court room wuz his domain, bailiffin' wuz his profession! No one dared hornswoggle him in that hallowed room. Should any nonsense o......

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...The sails billow as they catch the wind White crested waves put our ship a sway To portside ye mates and scalawags The merchant's ship shall be our prey Fly their country flag the captain yells......

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...Crew of scoundrels, scalawags Skulls and crossbones, on her flags Hull held low by money bags The fruitful Pirate's Lady Upon her splintered deck they rove Safely anchored, hidden cove Her be......

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...Boxed in and filled with sand like a dry ocean the towering creosote soaked pillions take the form of an old shipwreck with riggings, planks and a captain's wheel. Paid by the commons for ......

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