Short Ban Poems
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The Taliban all took a test
To see who would govern the best
If Win, Place or Show
Muhammad will know
Exactly which ones to arrest
Message for oldies,
Fair and fat, selfies delete!
Our faces look fat,
Lard butts expand, beyond gross,
Unhelpful, to say the least!
Ilene made a trip to the Met
One that she will never forget
She saw people there
Whose faces were bare
And that's when she started to fret
Strike Up the Ban
Who’s banning Gone with the Wind
Are they banning Huckleberry Finn
The Diary of Ann Frank might offend
Some German who wasn’t born back then
Oh no.' Is he snorting snow.?
ben your mental bar; now is so low.'
He' gives me this crick,
My neck starting to click.'
Ban the quackster, he really; must go'
Ban When They Can
Get away with when they can,
Seems to be the role of a man;
Hair receded;
Still succeeded;
This bad habit should try to ban.
Jim Horn
Trump and Travel Ban
With Trump as President there began,
What had become terrible travel ban;
Not any good;
Misunderstood;
Which was from Ketchikan to Yucatán.
Jim Horn
The GOP are at wit's end*
Trump's driving them around the bend
They don't have a choice
With only Trump's voice
Exhausting foul wind from which end?
*GOP presidential candidates are
now prohibited from debating as
only Trump's voice should be heard!
Limerick: Once a fierce Samurai from Xi Ban Guo
Once a fierce Samurai from Xi Ban Guo
Displayed his sword-play in a tornado
But his sword slipped hands
And entered his ampersands*
So now he limps about incognito.
• In fact, I really mean: §
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
I'd love to ban bombs,
Let's do it with aplomb!
Chicks, go on strike.
No longer skirts to hike,
Starve men of meals and sex,
No more washing, cast the hex,
Create peace that way,
Freedom for Earth one day,
That's what I would change,
Ban all bombs from our range,
Girls, peace is allowed,
Noble Jung be proud!
This is First Poem of my Son
Do you know
The plastic ban
The plastic ban
The plastic ban
Because the earth gets dirty.
Fishes eat that plastic
Animals get sick
Animals get sick
Animals get sick
Making the oceans dirty.
Polluting gases in the air
Makes ozone hurt
Makes ozone hurt
Makes ozone hurt
Making nature dirty.
Sachin Dhabade
what ban have i
what ban have i
that my afflictions
be shown
or
become known
my love has faultered
that it may be found
beyond the breeze
what ban have i
that
my
afflictions
be
know
my love
sing to me
through this
afflictions breeze
calm to me ... calm to me ... calm to me
afflictions breeze
what ban have i
that could be seen
through afflictions breeze
cut strands seas bleed
what ban have i
?
permanent ban
that jealousy
as an plan
see you
soon
bye
an
i
see you soon
maybe never
maybe now
seen me
seen
me
seen me crying
window seal tear drops
rain calling my last name
you you you
who are you
hold out your hand
hold this hot rock
now hold this
peminate poetry site ban
surf up another chump
this wave swallows
hollow sand humps
worm great in hand
crying in fishes
salt water
perminate ban
?
branded stars burn ban
landed jars turn cans
kick the harassment can
simon says mother may i
blow your skirt like monroe
show me your love
of
control
heart through heart
meeting the soul
lasting breath
bubbles
left
fish bowl
hand holds
walk with me
whistle with birds
back against red brick wall
looking into eyes
that
make you fall
lips readying
kiss kiss kiss
kissing me again
branded stars burn ban
?
Life as we know it
Is spiralling out of control
It’s all become so precious
What will be the end goal?
Don’t say this ,don’t say that
Offence will be taken
Please don’t mention gender
As you could be very mistaken
Life’s no longer simple
Now totally confusing
Can’t afford to rest on your laurels
Or be caught snoozing
Next ,it will be ban the banter
No more jokes to be told
So we can all become robots
Totally controlled …..
"TELEVISION WOULD BAN IT"
I told her loving money before
her children would damage them.
I told her loving cock before
her children would destroy them.
I told her one day,
the lust from her **** would
weigh her down to the deepest
of oceans.
"Mommy, I don't want you to
go out again," she said.
her kid is three years old.
kids say the darndest things.
I bet Art Linkletter would be
proud
but recommend adoption.
By: Chicano Eddie
4-11-2017