Short Neighbourhood Poems
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Remains, though tedious walked
Of one Time-beat, droopy
For what of its sound was thrown up
A neighbourhood, joy-free.
The wife loves the neighbourhood lads
And shares with them the latest fads
She shows them how
To milk a cow
So they all know how to be dads
Only yesterday, I fully understood,
That I live in a richest neighbourhood,
When I saw a neighbour's tiny dog,
Dressed much better than me, during a walk.
There was a boy in my neighbourhood,
Nothing he seemed to understood.
He was rather dull.
He was much like an empty skull
But, brilliance caught up with adulthood.
The wife can interpret wet dreams
(The neighbours all knew that, it seems)
They all think its grand
That she'll lend an hand
Whilst teenagers research X-tremes
Three hopeful receivers of treats
Went roaming the neighbourhood streets.
And, though not really scared,
All the neighbours prepared,
So they went home weighed down with sweets
It's you're friendly neighbourhood word master
Rhymes just keeps flowing, avoiding disaster
Days without lims
Are an utter sin
Have I told you my career was a belly dancer
It's you're friendly neighbourhood word master
Rhymes just keeps flowing, avoiding disaster
Days without lims
Are an utter sin
Have I told you my career was a belly dancer
Frozen streams are calm incidents of winter
When lean, broken stems seem dead and gone
But the way things stand now in the nearby minster,
Canticles accompanied by spawning candles are worn.
As they say, there goes the neighbourhood
A nefarious group of seniors, up to no good
Swearing and cursing
Belching and coercing
Causing distress for all the young girliehood
bricks can shed so much light on a neighbourhood
in fact much more than the windows ever could
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Met at the jungle border
A rough neighbourhood
Who's death-defying claimed him
By a lion's roar.
Protective of its own grounds
Just across this street
That heard fearsomely alike
A cat does encore.
There once was a daddy from Jersey City
Who's little girl was ever so pretty
The neighbourhood boys
Wanted to play with her toys
Made sure there was moolah in their bank called a piggy
It's another fine day in the neighbourhood
Enjoy it while we have it, appreciate the good
Three cheers and olay
This extraordinary day
We'll soon freeze our bums off in a parka with hood
Hello, it's your friendly neighbourhood silly
Sure proud to put a buzz in your frilly
It's my job, don't get paid
Rhymes with layed and made
Which shall I choose, might even choose willy
Well, it's another fine day in the neighbourhood
Enjoy it while we have it, appreciate the good
Three cheers and olay
This extraordinary day
We'll soon freeze our bums off in a parka with a hood
I am sick of eating those huge orange gourds cooked in pies -
And my little garden is choc-a-bloc with pumpkins this year;
But when carved out, they are the talk of the whole neighbourhood.
For Andrea’s contest
Shocks more than it ought
Face, cordial, lit.
Darker, for what now looms up
More in fear of it
Way of the stranger. Paved. Cracked!
Home to shop's. Too long!
Once for such, a pleasanter
World-age moved along.
That thrill, tree-hid, pants more
Near your catching
Within this shade, longer for night
Hear what's matching!
Now in earnest, plays which
Neighbourhood game.
As some escaped convict. No child!
Nor chum to name!
Live in a very quiet neighbourhood of Newmarket
Crime is non existent 'cept the store's huge markups
Seems like a crime to me
Starvation is a way out it seems
Want to lose weight but not destroy my carcass
My dog went for a pee, came back wearing a big smile
Some kids had painted him, now he looks like a crocodile
Those neighbourhood kids
Need a bonk on their lids
Or a thrashing to make their hoohas misfire!!!
Houses on parade
Guards to civilisation
A great divide between man and space
Escapism opposed to reality
Sentinels stand at either end of street
Neighbourhood watch
Dangerous tongues gossip
Prepare for another onslaught
A young lass in our neighbourhood named Jenna Taylia
Received many male requests to visit her semitrailer
She complied mucho times
Guys went out of their minds
Most emerged looking happy but a whole lot paler
There once was a daddy from Jersey City
Who's little girl was ever so pretty
The neighbourhood boys
Wanted to play with her toys
Made sure there was moolah in their bank called a piggy
© Jack Ellison 2015
crows collecting twigs
peppering the neighbourhood -
salt stained bird watcher
03/15/2019
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