Short Blimey Poems
Short Blimey Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Blimey by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Blimey by length and keyword.
ghost waiter blimey bondo
a haunting in a condo
rushed in a flurry
and pot of curry
hope sir you like potato.
Donald Trump - bankrupt with no sense -
Now blames everything on Pence
Trump looted our vault
But its not his fault
That everyone else is so dense!
Beauteous words
Bandbox words
Bristly words
Brazen words
Buffoon-like words
Busy words
Brainy words
Blarney words
Blimey words
Bewildered words
Be aware.
Sunshine all day, has the world gone mad
Blimey it's Canada, where summer's a fad
Four months long
Seems like two then gone
Aside from that, the best since I was a lad
There once was a parachutist called Norm
Who parachuted into an alligator farm
He said with a hell of a shout
"Blimey! it's time to bail out"
Before I'm the calm before their storm
I have to go pee you see and my bladder is oh so tiny
so won't you please hurry, no don't show your hiney
one leg up
on leg down
go ahead leak, then get out of my way, ... Oh Blimey!
Where you stay at?
vs
Where do you live?
tyu2
vs
Thank you, I wish you the same
vs
thanx and backatcha
Blimey vs omg
For heaven's sakes vs yo' mama
Mindless robotrons vs blithering wonder....
heh, is best not to cross boundaries.
Blest
is versatile communication.
In the post I received some seeds
Now planted, I've done the deed
In a few weeks they did grow
Blimey they ain't very slow
They're now as tall as some reeds
They now have me a little concerned
Impressed in bloom they've now earned
But what's that sweet smell
It sure ain't no Bluebell
All previous is totally adjourned
I'd just done some washing
I'd hung it on the line
The sun it shone delightfully
I thought "this weather will stay fine"
Then I heard the weather forecast
Gee blimey it said rain
So to myself I did say
Must bring it in again
The sky turned dark and cloudy
As the wind began to howl
I was glad I brought that washing in
As it turned into a gale
Hot date
Can’t wait
We're at
My flat
Cute eyes
Nice thighs
Admit
She’s fit
So sweet
Must eat
We dine
Sublime
First Kiss
Sheer bliss
Soft peck
On neck
Tongue's twirl
Toes curl
First base
Hearts race
Undressed
Bare breast
Blimey
She’s ‘HE’
No joy
Ladyboy
Fussy
Pussy
Night ends
As friends
Written by Jan Allison & Tim Smith
28th August 2014
I'm learning to swear and to curse
And to make my poems sound worse and worse
But when I shouted, oh f**k
It was just my bad luck...
I was standing right next to a hearse.
So then I thought, oh what the hell,
My mind's as unsound as a bell
I cried . what a b*gger
And scared off a mugger.
So here I am with no cr*p in a dell.
Is there a future for the pure on the earth
For those who don't swear and don't curse?
Cor blimey,you're quaint
Is you a saint?
I almost feel a faint tinge of mirth