Category Poets

Maveric ProwlesHad Rumbling BowlesThat thundered in the night.It shook the bedrooms all aroundAnd gave the folks a fright.The doctor called;He was appalledWhen through his stethoscopeHe heard the sound of a baying hound,And the acrid smell of smoke.Was there a cure?‘The…

Look at all those monkeysJumping in their cage.Why don’t they all go out to workAnd earn a decent wage? How can you say such silly things, And you a son of mine? Imagine monkeys travelling on The Morden-Edgware line!But what…

I was thinking of letters,We all have a lot in our lifeA few good—a few sadBut mostly run of the mill—I suppose that’s my faultFor writing to run of the mill people.I’ve never had a letterI really wantedIt might come…

I saw a little elephant standing in my garden,I said ‘You don’t belong in here’, he said ‘I beg your pardon?’,I said ‘This place is England, what are you doing here?’,He said ‘Ah, then I must be lost’ and then…

What happened to the boy I was?Why did he run away?And leave me old and thinking, likeThere’d been no yesterday?What happened then?Was I that boy?Who laughed and swam in the bund*Is there no going back?No recompense?Is there nothing?No refund?

In the land of the Bumbley BooThe People are red white and blue,They never blow noses,Or ever wear closes,What a sensible thing to do! In the land of the Bumbley BooYou can buy Lemon pie at the zoo;They give away…

If I could write wordsLike leaves on an autumn forest floor,What a bonfire my letters would make. If I could speak words of water,You would drown when I said“I love you.”

I’m walking backwards for Christmas,Across the Irish Sea,I’m walking backwards for Christmas,It’s the only thing for me. I’ve tried walking sideways,And walking to the front,But people just look at me,And say it’s a publicity stunt. I’m walking backwards for Christmas,To…

I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky;I left my shoes and socks there— I wonder if they’re dry?

‘Help, help, ‘ said a man. ‘I’m drowning.’‘Hang on, ‘ said a man from the shore.‘Help, help, ‘ said the man. ‘I’m not clowning.’‘Yes, I know, I heard you before.Be patient dear man who is drowning,You, see I’ve got a…