Short Bub Poems

a flower is so
special as it grows out/up
stem bub colorful

1/20/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©...

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There once was a fine hacker named Bub
who whacked what he hacked with a wood club
each whack a divot
his hips wouldn't pivot
you should see what he did to the shrubs!...

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Never the less,
But more and more done, unless
Something in itself to timidly parches
Living without life is an empty rub
Is a dry brush to grab
the lovely wet bub....

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I once had a geeky friend named Lance
Whose sex life never had a chance
We went to a strip club
Where a gal said, “Hey bub”
He yelled, “Alright, my first lap-top dance!”...

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A cuddly Harp Seal, when just a bub,
Swam further south and slipped into a pub,
The barman gave a wink,
Have this whisky to drink?...
“No way known, it’s Canadian Club!”...

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I was down lay on ground down on my luck you gave me a bub buck pick me up my life was torn felt all alone you took me home it was love and heavenly never forget. What. You DONE FOR ME...

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What nursery rhyme's gayer, I'm asking you, bub,
Than the one that has three grown men sharing a tub?
Was it their sexual orientation,
Or merely water conservation,
And they were all charter members of the Sierra Club?...

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deep sea
would be
new  bub
on sub
fall down
long frown
nerves shot
gut knot
crush depth
last breath
light red
hope fed
want live
may give
can’t bear
no air

2/13/2022

A Strand (1073) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand



inspired by the movie Black Sea...

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When Simple Simon met the pieman going to the fair,
He thought the guy an easy mark he could con out of his wares.
But the pieman glared at him and hissed,
"Bub, I ain't no danged pie-lanthropist!
Admit I must, you've got some crust,
But show me dough and then my wares I'll share."...

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Running in the yard
Splashing in a pool
Squishing mud with toes
Dashing here and there
Playing everywhere.

Dad picked you up
Mom kissed the hurts
Sis hugged your neck
Bub mussed your hair
They loved you much.

What it was
to be young,
Full of life.

No cares,
No strife,

Free....

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yo dawg yo
yo
yo
yo dawg yo
 
f*ck a fat b*tch who dont wanna see a playa fro' wut he be
 
yo
 
yo f*ck a ugly b*tch who dont wanna meet a gangsta haffway
 
yo yo
 
f*ck a snobby slut who not tryna see me in my clown suit 
 
yo
 
met this chick
at the club
bought a bottle
fulla bub
drank it up
she said wuddup
 
das all it is...

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The Devil stopped to visit
last night in a dream
He was not alone
Lucifer and Beelzebub
came along too

I was not afraid
They looked odd
Satan had a bushy tail
Lucifer had been drinking
Beelzebub drooled

They would not speak
They kept hissing
I took him by his fangs
Stuck them in Luci’s ear
Kicked the Bub downstairs

They won’t be coming back...

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My computer is congested
With all the stuff it's ingested -
The silly poems that I've devised
And the inane things I've surmised.
Yes indeedy, it's been force-fed
All my foolish nonsense instead
Of important things and the like,
Now it's told me to take a hike.
All I asked was for it to print,
It said, "Listen, bub, take a hint,
I can't answer when you call.
I'm not responding. That is all."...

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what did grandpa know before my verbal flaks?
did he see me peeking over the sofa arm
I give him clues to find his little Pax
hoping I can enthrall him with my charm.

loved to sit on his knee and get a back rub
then on his leg to ride bronco style
being a dude like him I am called his bub
but he is my fa fa  that enjoys my smile.

he helps me up when I crawl over to him
then I climb up on his chest
looking down with my big loving grin
I know that grandpa loves me the best...

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Early dims the light, bub ...
its stupor late upstairs — 

Passion watered down

Wrong digits flirtini sip given,
gave you the last call snub

Jukebox jilted sound

Cabaret musical chairs,
bubbly dreams in a hot tub

Heart spinning around

Bleary ayes get a nay rub;
write finger, disconnect living

Club Xit underground

Party over, bub-bye ... 
plenty Queen of diamond stares

Empty promises found

Lonely hearts lip tango in pairs,
but only one will cry...

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I.

The weather is cold.  Do you need a sweater?
I feel warm and fine – never better.
Anything I can do for you?
Can’t think of one thing or two.
Want a hot cup of tea?
No thanks, not for me.
A nice back rub?
Not now bub.
Goodbye!
Bye!

II.

Hi!
Oh, hi!
How are you?
I have the flu.
Something I can do?
Can I have chicken stew?
So sir, I have no chicken,
But with toadstools I could thicken.
A nice back massage would sure be nice.
I surely doubt you could afford the price....

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