Tobacco Juice Poems - Poems about Tobacco Juice

... My mother and father never wavered in their routine. After each one of my siblings sprang into life, my father sat on the porch and spit ‘Day’s Work’ tobacco juice down his chin while my mother sna......Read the rest...

...The American Morning We ride smoothly, deliberately, in this old cruising caravan, Across the ancient American avenues and boulevards, Of the once living, and now, the finally dead, Of the on......Read the rest...

...What's a simple man like me Doing in this part of town Especially at a time like this When the sun is going down I crank my Barry Manilow Up on my cassette deck radio Letting all the boys ro......Read the rest...

...Wobbly bits , Hairy bits and dangly bits galore So if you're feeling squeamish Draw your curtains and lock the door For today is the day in Yorkshire When the naked ramblers go on tour. They ......Read the rest...

...Down many of the coalmines in Yorkshire , Safety dictated that an alternative means of escape had to be found just in case anything ever happened to the shafts that raised and lowered miners to their......Read the rest...

...a place of my youth the old bridge stands there still time flowing like a river The old man stops to rest. Peering into murky water he sees his young face, long lost in the past. He sees ......Read the rest...

... Greed overtakes any prospector looking for gold. Here I am above the Arctic Circle braving the cold. The bitter freezing is enough to kill anyone young or old. The river flows under a very t......Read the rest...

...Thank Goodness for Mississippi By Elton Camp The reason to like Mississippi we must face As no other state ever has to be in last place No matter how bad things at home might get In Missis......Read the rest...

...Oh God there he is again, back room, is he waiting? Did he know I was coming or something? He's tryin too hard, too hard to be cool as he drawls how are you? I just say fine and you? Wish h......Read the rest...