Poetry Blog by branwell kent
What the...?
Behold the duck-billed platypus
He doesn't like to cause a fuss
He likes to live a quiet life
With his duck-billed platywife
But in his youth he had his fun
And when the working day was done
He'd go to town and get his kicks
With dirty duck-billed platychicks.
Saturday 16th January 2021 7:20 pm
Thank Heavens
"Daddy, does God really love me?"
"Yes, my darling, he loves you for sure."
"Then why did he take my mummy away?"
"I don't know, perhaps he loves me more."
Thursday 7th January 2021 5:56 pm
Limerick.
I once spent a year in the slammer
Because I attacked with a hammer
A silly old fart
Who thought it was smart
To point out mistakes in my grammar.
Friday 1st January 2021 5:42 pm
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