Trolly Poems - Poems about Trolly

...Take me on an awesome drive along the crooked street. And treat me to a big burrito in the Mission District. I see no rival to San Francisco where I spent 8 years of my life as a young adult wit......

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...Star lit skies down seventh ave. you and I on the Centro cobblestones dancing for the trolly strolling about Ybor city cigars stained the air while Columbian porcelan floors calls me to p......

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...We went to Aunty Sue’s for tea my cousin wants to play with me So I have to play with Cousin Jean we wash doll clothes till they are clean then dress the doll and comb her hair but C......

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...I know a boy named Willy Wolly Way Parties all night and sleeps all day. He is a boozer. He is a shmoozer. Like a tomcat,he must stray. He is a layer.He is a player. I know a boy named Willy Wol......

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...In latent halls, where memories dwell Mist gathers on a shunted trolly Abandoned wreckage A decaying track runs forever From shrouded heights Fall unnamed questions A bell’s toll fades Resting......

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...Old Charleston Charlie is sick of waiting For all of the haters to stop hating So is his friend Savannah Sue She’s fed up with all of the poo Birmingham Bob recalling Bull’s dogs And how that hi......

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...Well, today has been very jolly, I have written some poems, golly! Pity they don't all earn me some lolly No worries I've got a big trolly it should have been a big lorry The times I've had to s......

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...Flatbush . . . Bedford Stuyvesant . . . Saint Jerome's . . . Our Lady of Good Counsel School . . . The Sisters of Mercy . . . The Franciscan Brothers. Double features at the Farragut movie on Satur......

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...So, There I am Browsing in a book store No one around but me for a mile or more. Suddenly I feel someone's heavy breath On the back of my neck Looking over my shoulder to see what I'm lookin......

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...Have you seen the cardboard man, with feet without no shoes. walking with a shoppin trolly of things he cannot lose. Belitteling himself for all to see, a proud man once with family. walking i......

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...The Soup kitchen's queue are in line . The economy , banjaxed and dyin' . When Lehmans went bust The bankers just cussed So now , " Buddy who can spare a dime " ?. I called up my banker , by c......

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...Fifty years ago came to me this morning days long pass a June day so cool. Waking up to musical sounds of birds singing to me. All summer long to freely do as I pleased. No cares, no wo......

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