Wigging Poems - Poems about Wigging

...March 2026 The final weeks of the CCC plan: Damian and Polly planned the Copy Cat Club convergence with Molly and Dolly. The meet was postponed A few times until everything was set. Damian an......Read the rest...

...Jingles bells, jingles bells The fat-man yells Ho, ho, ho Down the chimney he goes Stuck wigging his toes......Read the rest...

...Limericks VII - Naughty, Bawdy, Risque, Absurd There continue to be modern sequels of the famous "Nantucket" limericks, including this bawdy one of mine: There was a lewd whore from Nantucket ......Read the rest...

...Limericks IV - Donald Trump The Hair Flap by Michael R. Burch aka "The Loyal Opposition" The hair flap was truly a scare: Trump’s bald as a billiard back there! The whole nation laughed At ......Read the rest...

...Limericks III - Grab Bag Being a peace activist, I once wrote a limerick in an attempt to stop needless wars: Of Tetley’s and V-2's (or "Why Not to Bomb the Brits") by Michael R. Burch The......Read the rest...

...Limericks by Michael R. Burch Clyde Lied! by Michael R. Burch There once was a mockingbird, Clyde, who bragged of his prowess, but lied. To his new wife he sighed, "When again, gentle ......Read the rest...

...not knowing so told so by using sponge sopping up spills knowledge now i know wigs are given names so you can become someone else there goes Madonna and there's Oliver he was once a......Read the rest...

...The once was a man with a long bad tongue He wrote poor lyrics and never got sung, His lengthy words were a farce They came out of his ****, Smelling like stagnate garbage of bung. She is a......Read the rest...

...in bed half dreaming wigging her toes in the sand posted on July 16, 2018......Read the rest...

... Zits! Pus problems ... oozing wipe love, has got them innocent bite fangs showing That baby drac queen moon face turning into a teenage mutant turtledove Cold cream cyber hits<>...Read the rest...

...Early one morning my Hubby was sleepily shuffling around and about. Dawn was almost breaking and we were becoming late no doubt. Toiletries were a waiting, as he shuffled near the morning throne. ......Read the rest...

...Cold nights in darkness In darkness I lay Tossing and turning Waiting for the day My mind is sleepless Never stopping to rest My mind won't have sleep As a regular guest I walked in bright ......Read the rest...