Short Bookie Poems
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A GI looking for nookie
Met a Geisha girl called Suki
Would you believe
She could conceive
Faster than a New York bookie?
there was a bookie named Jennings
who had to pay the mob his winnings
one day it was said
he kept them instead
and was later found floating in the Hudson
Here lies the bookie Reginald Dodds,
Trampled by a horse, what were the odds.
Entry for
An Epitaph to Make Us Laugh 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Jesse Rowe.
11/4/19. Placed =1st.
My nympho neighbour’s Sugar Cookie
She’s well known for her love of nookie,
Now she’s up the duff
Her hubs in a huff
And spends all his time with the bookie
For my on line friend 'Sugar Cookie' who is expecting her baby in January
09/14/20
Buick leathered quickie
she was awright a hookie
she was lace traced
and he was dollared
looking for a bookie
green he flashed
green she cleavaged
then it was
humpy thumpy
they went
and car was alive
in the the corner
dark, making sound
in just another
Business Round!
Though he looked mean Pookie-Lou was okay,
Deemed bookie by, Sookie-Sue things looked grave….
Thought untrue was Pookie-Lou
Alas, the tale was not true,
In truth, Pookie-Lou just loved to play spades….
Comments:
Never judge a book by its cover, without reading
it first
Nookie
Bookie
Cookie
Shnookie
Staring
Daring
Her smile
Beguile
She winked
I blinked
Staring
Erring
Undressed
I’m blessed
Amazed
I gazed
Caressed
Her breast
She punched
I hunched
Gambles
Shambles
June 9, 2015
A Gambler Tries His Hand(and eye) at a Strip Staring Contest
When business went
from bad to worse
and the Nookie Bookie
(a pimp)
with a curse
saw the number of customers'
trousers drop
he took umbrage
at an advertisement in the press
inserted by the local knocking shop
(where pleasure is a business)
which was seen to say...
RED LIGHT SPECIAL
Too many hookers spoil the brothel
Gentlemen
today's the day you're in luck
2 for the price of 1
more BANG for your buck!
Haplessness
I was full of happiness,
But she soon burst me small balloon,
Blue sky of happenstance,
She treated me like a loon.
So I staggered off into the night,
Without too much regret,
Soon as I was outa sight,
She placed anudder bet.
Useless racehorse he was scratched,
The bookie wouldna pay,
She bet me last Sunday shirt,
But I had gone away.
Don Johnson 20-july-11
Francine Roberts Contest Name happiness is a balloon
Every ten year old needs a hustle
The cattle yards the Friday shuffle
The farmer need a sandwich for lunch
Or a horse they've got a hunch
I will run to get your dinner
Or place the bet for the sinner
It makes no difference to me
I am just hustling for a tuppenny
In the back door of bookie shop
Two Shillings I did drop
Over to the copper fiddle
For the ham off the griddle
I hand Paddy his slip and meat
A sixpence on the hustlers beat
When you're wanting to bet
On a racehorse, don't fret.
With this tip from the stable door.
Pair Wunwun with Tutu,
A double that's for you.
It's a wager you should not ignore
Wunwun won,one race,
And Tutu too, her chase.
That has left one bookie,quite sore.
1 1 is a racehorse. 2. 2 is 1. 2
1.1. 1 1 race 2. 2 1. 1. 2.
Wunwun is a racehorse. Tutu is one too
Wunwun won one race. Tutu won one too.
11 / 2 / 2016.
Life is a game
That wears all blame
Better be still
That noisy fill
Be true to you
In all you do
Loiter with joy
Cast play and ploy
Look to this day
To work new pray
Here time and space
Hide your true grace
To know the way
Go beyond stay
Look and listen
Grace funds wisdom
Wind-blown message:
Discern passage
Fortune cookie:
Trust no bookie!
Linger with grace
Light up your face
Leon Enriquez
24 July 2014
Singapore
I am just a cookie
consider me your local bookie.
I can gather every bit of info
on your accounts and social intro.
I can take your picture on your camera
the one with you and grandma.
I can find my way to all your accounts
the bank, the credit cards without a doubt
I will take your identity with a password guess
let me in, just say yes.
I'm a cookie chipped with every byte
and ready for your info delight
all you have is mine,
isn't that divine?
Just open the window.