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:
- Юлия Друнина – Запас прочности
- Astrophel and Stella: LXIV by Sir Philip Sidney
- Robert Burns: Canst Thou Leave Me Thus, My Katie:
- Psalm 9 by Mahmoud Darwish
- Abt Vogler by Robert Browning
- Николай Глазков – Бывают в нашей жизни величины
- Владимир Маяковский – Бюрократиада
- Remorse by Siegfried Sassoon
- Ros poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- A Lover’s Prayer by St Antoine de la Vuadi
- Failure by Rupert Brooke
- Владимир Высоцкий – Веселая покойницкая
- On His Grotto at Twickenham poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Poor Fisherman
- What the Moon Saw by Vachel Lindsay
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
- One’s-Self I Sing. by Walt Whitman
- One Hour to Madness and Joy. by Walt Whitman
- Once I Pass’d Through a Populous City. by Walt Whitman
- On the Beach at Night, Alone. by Walt Whitman
- On Journeys Through The States. by Walt Whitman
- Old Ireland. by Walt Whitman
- Offerings. by Walt Whitman
- Of the Visage of Things. by Walt Whitman
- Of the Terrible Doubt of Appearances. by Walt Whitman
- Of Him I Love Day and Night. by Walt Whitman
- O You Whom I Often and Silently Come. by Walt Whitman
- O Tan-faced Prairie Boy. by Walt Whitman
- O Sun of Real Peace. by Walt Whitman
- O Star of France. by Walt Whitman
- O Living Always—Always Dying. by Walt Whitman
- O Hymen! O Hymenee! by Walt Whitman
- O Bitter Sprig! Confession Sprig! by Walt Whitman
- Now List to my Morning’s Romanza. by Walt Whitman
- Now Finale to the Shore. by Walt Whitman
- Not Youth Pertains to Me. by Walt Whitman
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