Short Bilk Poems
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A chance for all kids with no fear -
Decided to visit the bad this year.
No cookies and milk -
With complaining they bilk.
He listens to them as he downs a beer.
12/20/2022
Categories:
bilk, christmas,
Form:
Limerick
There was once a pickpocket named Mickey
Whose technique was quite deft and so tricky
He would bilk you of cash
And away he would dash
Leaving you sobbing o'er yer gin rickey
Categories:
bilk, drink, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Fluffily Ruffily Woman has an attitude of a hog and a poufy dog.
Fat curls adorned her head front to back, some were pink, others black.
She sat on a matching throne of silk, waiting for salesman who bilk.
They were sent packing by FR Woman whose temper needed no backing.
Categories:
bilk, 1st grade, 2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th
Form:
Rhyme
A swift half of cider in the Bodega bar
sadly none of us could afford a car.
Dropping a shilling in the snug juke box
Haley and Elvis,then so unorthodox
Trad jazz with Donegan,Bilk or Collier
no ballroom bacchanalia
Skip,hip-hop style jive
50's music had come alive
Categories:
bilk, dance, music,
Form:
Bio
Peculators
Artfully bilk, cheat, defraud… embezzle!
Forgetting gainful, helpful, industrious jobs.
Keeping loot maliciously nervously obtained.
Pilfering, quickly. Robbing, swindling tearlessly.
Until final judgment sends them… Away.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 17, 2010
Poetic form: ABC
Categories:
bilk, angst, business, social
Form:
ABC
Like the ocean my heart is big.
Whether you take me, you try.
Persecute me,or you make a flirtation.
But My love will always be with you.
Like the ocean my heart is big.
Whether you take me, you try.
Hiding in the eyes or with lips felt.
But you do not give me bilk.
Smiling make me love forever you.
Just for me,it will always be your favor.
Like the ocean my heart is big.
Whether you take me, you try.
Categories:
bilk, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 1st
Form:
I do not know?
hair brylcreamed.
into town
to the pub in the square,
our gang always met there
trad jazz with Donegan,
Bilk or Collier
or maybe the ballroom for
bacchanalia
skip,hip-hop or jive
or more sedately
to the Friday Five.
a swift half of cider
in the Bodega bar
sadly none of us then
could afford a car.
dropping a shilling
.. in the snug juke box
Haley and Elvis,then
so unorthodox.
Categories:
bilk, music,
Form:
Bio