Short Bongo Poems
Short Bongo Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Bongo by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Bongo by length and keyword.
A Giraffe, an Okapi and a Wildebeest
bongo, animal, fun,
A giraffe, an Okapi and a blue wildebeest
Walked into a bar hoping to have an horde ‘ore feast
A bongo, an Asian water buffalo came in too.
I’ve decided to sneak out. How about you?
bongo, beach, celebrity, character, devotion, imagination, muse, passion,
Player of bongo drums
But only nude
Blue-eyed, Irish actor
Very cool dude
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Banjo bongo bingo
bongo, addiction, character, fun,
I knew a Luke Banjo,
Who loved to see D’Jango
And often wore bongo…
A Nigerian Banjo
With craving for Tango;
A Tallying Bongo
And Packs of Sweet Ringo:
Guess his dog’s name: Bingo!
So, it’s A Luke Banjo,
In his life lots of - go
And a single lone – jo!
My favorite song
I cant remember the lyrics but it goes something like
then some lyrics about a girl
then the guitar goes
(ba ba ba papapapa
baaa babababa baaaa babababa
then there's a kind of cool rythm to it that sounds like a bongo being played under water.
bongo, art, creation, dance, love, lust, music, urban,
Twirling into the wind
Steps moving to a pace
Hips swinging to the beat
Ears Feeling the Timbre
The tune to a melody
Its base a Bongo
Shaking to a Maraca
Accents to a Trombone
He is the Lead
So she follows gliding
Rhyming with all shes got
He hits the spot
Rhythm of the Heart
From start to finish
Till the end they repeat
Twirling into the wind...
Somethin' 'Bout Us Colored Folks
Jazz, well, my
Mama use to say,
It sounds more
Just ripping and
Damn running down
Boy, you better
Learn how to read
This music and tell
People somethin’ ‘bout us colored folks
Cleo, dat Banjo and dem bongo drums
Come straight out of mother Africa
We like to improvise and harmonize that
Funky off rhythm beat...
bongo, america, appreciation, food, fun, poems, poetry,
Whip-cream dollop atop
Granny Smith apple pie
fresh from the oven.
in coffee houses
performed to a bongo beat.
coach buys the burgers.
theme park bumper cars
rac’in Indy cars.
hammock swing in summer
shared with the dog.
really make America
bongo, allegory, death, family, father, husband, imagination, life,
Soft mallets play the xylophone
In comes the low note g on trombone
Two hard mallets add their sound
There's no dry bones around
Soon the sound of a low bassoon
Bongo drum adds its tune
Wind blowing the harsh melody around
Orchestra pitch now the sound
All this floating to the ground
Soon the only thing to be heard
Loud bassoon making its words
Quiet, quite still; one lone note
A STATED E-mail
bongo, silly, word play,
I spilled a drink on my NEW JERSEY
I sometimes MISSISSIPPI cup
I am in such MISSOURI right now
KANSAS parila get whiskey up?
You shot an arrow INDIANA mull ?
Did you tell me that it was a boar?
NEW HAMSHIRE would help celebrate
And ALABAMA bongo out my MAINE door!
I'm WASHINGTON after tons of clothes
Don't call I'm ILLINOIS hurts my dome
Is DELAWARE of all that happened?
TEXAS anytime, we'll be home!...
A MOMENT OF SILENCE PLEASE
bongo, pain, , cute,
A MOMENT OF SILENCE PLEASE
like monarch butterflies
he’s hard of hearing ~
resolved to turn sound up
nails on chalkboard
multiplicity of bongo drums
she hears everything
the clink clink of
spoon against bowl
the chomp chomp
of each major bite
piercing the night
this acute butterfly
must flee or fight
teeth ground down
she kisses her man
Into the Demiurge
bongo, passion, urban, people, city, people,
the demiurge is open for business
hookers on the street
show their wares
Speed freaks hearts
beat like bongo drums
In the shadows
a needle pierces flesh
Night people come out
in the shadows
The smell of stale beer
comes from an after - hours club
The dark side of the city
sings and dances as the
clouds block the moonlight
the night people
in the urban shadows...
The slopes of Mt Kilimanjaro
bongo, beautiful, beauty, dedication,
To the many hills that provide the most beautiful scenic views
To the people whose speech only provides melodic tunes of Bongo flava
To the heat, that make every night a celebration
To the cool waters, a swimmer's paradise, a fisherman's goldmine, a local's daily gift and a tourist's eternal camera shot
To the food, a signature that blends all the people, every tribe loving the other more
To the white peaked mountain, magnificent and always hiding in the clouds...
bongo, kids, funny,
The cow was playing cowbells,
Giddy Goat joined in on his guitar,
The horse was hoofing bongo drums.
Animals started coming from afar.
The chicken clucked an egg out,
Pig was oinking right in time,
Duck was tinkling on her triangle
While dog was hammering on his chime.
Pussy picked up her piccolo,
Goose was flapping on his flute,
Donkey brayed on a big trombone,
It really was a farmyard hoot!
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