Tuba Poems - Poems about Tuba

The soups and breads were fixed know seemed to have interest In that. One commented that the Chickens used in the soup were as big as geese, naming one kingKong. Garlic and margine was used with Garden herbs to create the croutons. He would be a one man ed gang to complete all the tasks still needed to be done...

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"The Wreath of Chives" is believed to originate from ...

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In diving the coast off Aruba, He thought he would play his best tuba. The fish thought it odd, The stingray said “Todd, That isn’t the way to do scuba.” ...

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There once lived a guy whose named was Bubba Had a pet Cocker Spaniel named Tuba Through party each new year That brought very much cheer Til’ he met bride online; moved to...

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There was a man played the trombone Who dreamed of a grand sousaphone Tho' his weak embouchure Made his low notes impure His blowing sucked more than his tone. N/A'd in the "Your Best NEW Limerick" Poetry Contest. ( Syllables = 8, 8, 6, 6, 8 - counted at HowManySyllables.com )...

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your song is a woman and she phat azz sh--! foo reel she sweet and tangy witt sum love to provide hip as she wanna be! grab my thang and steer yo right in your face and say " I want summa dat!" foo reel dough dat's sum smooth sweet meat got sum inches to fill them spaces , captain yo girl is lower, neath dah menz!...

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Someone on the subway’s playing a butt tuba, whoever this boob is, his flagellant notes stink. And when some borrow-or-rob panhandler gets off, I fine-tune my radar and sit next to the door. I switch to my doom mood as the farts continue, I can't tell if it’s a mister or a madam. Whoever's smelling like a bucket of dumb mud their...

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when Bobby Messiah the new kid next door asked if I wanted to see his Silly Putty **** collection I know we were on the same page It was hidden in an old transistor radio of red plastic with a silver speaker grid in the shape of a human foot marred and curling on one corner where something had pierced a hole...

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Do I write in the third person or only in the first? Do my ideas reign supreme or do other ideas work as well? Do I know I’m always right or can someone else be right too? Do I play solos only on my tuba or do I play in the band as well? Donal Mahoney...

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