If you’ve got a bowl of jelly,
Quickly put it in your belly,
Just in case it might wobble away,
Because when it wibble wobbles,
It might cause a lot of trouble,
If it falls on the floor,
And slides away,
Your dog might have a gobble,
And start to wibble wobble,
And wobbly dogs really aren’t,
A good idea,
When you take her for a walk,
She may bounce along the floor,
And roll uncontrollably away,
So if you’ve got a bowl of jelly,
Quickly put it in your belly,
But I’m sure that you would,
Anyway!
Copyright ©:
Alexander E Musset
A few random poems:
- Elegy, Imitated From One Of Akenside’s Blank-Verse Inscriptions by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Robert Burns: On Chloris Being Ill:
- Омар Хайям – Из допущенных в рай и повергнутых в ад
- Олег Григорьев – Секрет
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- A London Thoroughfare. 2 A.M. poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- from Book I, Paterson by William Carlos Williams
- Как воздух, математика нужна
- Return Of The Heroes by Siegfried Sassoon
- Could Man Be Drunk Forever poem – A. E. Housman
- The Primrose by Thomas Carew
- Artegal And Elidure by William Wordsworth
- Yours & Mine poem – Alice Fulton
- Robert Burns: Up In The Morning Early:
- Traveling Through The Dark by William Stafford
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Robert Burns: A Poet’s Welcome To His Love-Begotten Daughter: The First Instance That Entitled Him To The Venerable Appellation Of Father
- Robert Burns: Epistle To John Rankine: Enclosing Some Poems
- Robert Burns: Reply To An Announcement By J. Rankine: On His Writing To The Poet, That A Girl In That Part Of The Country Was With A Child To Him.
- Robert Burns: Ballad On The American War:
- Robert Burns Country: In The Character Of A Ruined Farmer:
- Robert Burns: On My Ever Honoured Father:
- Robert Burns: On My Own Friend And My Father’s Friend, Wm. Muir In Tarbolton Mill:
- Robert Burns: On James Grieve, Laird Of Boghead, Tarbolton :
- Robert Burns: Epitaph On Wm. Hood, Senr., In Tarbolton:
- Robert Burns: Remorse: Fragment
- Robert Burns: Wha Is That At My Bower-Door:
- Robert Burns: Green Grow The Rashes: A Fragment
- Robert Burns: My Nanie, O:
- Robert Burns: Song Composed In August:
- Robert Burns: The Rigs O’ Barley:
- Robert Burns: I Dream’d I Lay:
- Robert Burns: Poor Mailie’s Elegy:
- Robert Burns: Death And Dying Words Of Poor Mailie, The Author’s Only Pet Yowe., The. An Unco Mournfu’ Tale:
- Robert Burns: John Barleycorn: A Ballad :
- Robert Burns: My Father Was A Farmer:
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
