Toga Poems - Poems about Toga

Practicing hard at his yoga, Cato convolved with his toga. The news he was caught In this Gordian Knot Spread to the land of Busoga. ...

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We stood dressed like Romans of long ago Our togas rustled in the wind Echoing our mixed emotions on that day As we lined outside the great hall. When at last we heard the familiar strain So we straightened our backs and walked Conversations ceased as we filed in twos Entered the hall and took our seats. Thus everything ended on one special...

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There was an old man from Saratoga Who always wore an old Roman toga Spice of parties they’d shout Showing bony knees he’d flout Till he froze to death in North Dakota....

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toga party waking up without my sheet...

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Tony wants to teach Mary some yoga, While dressed in a short, little toga He bends over the mat, Where she just then had sat. From jail Tony cannot now teach yoga....

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