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:
- Malmaison poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Dreamers by Siegfried Sassoon
- The Lime-tree Bower my Prison by Samuel Coleridge
- The Douglas Tragedy poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Sonnet To Byron poem – John Keats poems
- For the Young Who Want To by Marge Piercy
- The Dragon and The Unicorn by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Gift poem – Alice Notley
- The Time Around Scars by Michael Ondaatje
- Kinetic Poem 2 by Roger McGough
- Young Love poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- At The Wedding March poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Федор Сваровский – Небесный гость в четыре лепестка
- Robert Burns: Verses To Collector Mitchell :
- Love And Madness by Thomas Campbell
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
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ. by Walt Whitman
- I hear it was Charged against Me. by Walt Whitman
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- I am He that Aches with Love. by Walt Whitman
- Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Hours Continuing Long. by Walt Whitman
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. by Walt Whitman
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- Gods. by Walt Whitman
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
- Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman
- Germs. by Walt Whitman
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. by Walt Whitman
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
