Scrod Poems - Poems about Scrod

...I nodded off for forty winks, and dreamt of scrod, so odd, methinks! For they were golfing on the links, about to putt a halibut, while slurping fizzy, fishy drinks. ’Twas then, a walrus did i......

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...Dad, Wynken, Blynken, and Nod's not right; Seems to me they’ve not a clue. For starters, they tried to sail at night, Though wood shoes float, that much is true. And then they meet a talk......

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...Hamford Hog sat on a log Waiting for Buford Butt They were headed to Macon To buy a pound of bacon Which to me seemed somewhat odd When they could shuffle up to Boston Which I’ve done quite oft......

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...Millions and millions of bricks Tons and tons of concrete Lord only knows how many panes of glass Granite, Marble, and cobblestone too Build a city strong, steeped in history The Adams, Otis, ......

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...It’s Christmas Eve and I must catch, fish for Santa to fix from scratch. Surely there’s a fish who will snatch; fresh worm from batch, fresh worm from batch. I know he’d love delicio......

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...Oh my Gawd she had such a bawdy bawd that when she passed the crowing crows all cawed when her icy stare bid them “don’t come near” they settled for the daily catch – “cold scrod” ©5/24/2019......

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