Title: '15 Humorous, Nonsense and Gibberish Poems'

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1. Above The Dream-scape

All hot under the ground

I condone dream-like wishes

Alas! The end shall flee

Quite sensual is the fog

We poke flying fangs near the elves

Awaken! The passion is good

Strange and tiny against the slime

Your precious olive green envy

Atone! The passion is over

Wavering, grieving

On the edge of the world

A ticking clock

In how many places

A time tracker

Unlearning a past

And trying to remember.

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2. All Cut Up

Capricious enticement whispers suggestively,

As stout chivalry languishes bleakly,

Dingy battle-axe usurps caressingly,

As travelled vessel turns abruptly,

Deliberate degeneration watches blankly,

As throbbing laundromat churns fiercely,

Disciplined service sighs undesirably,

As open creationism laughs hysterically,

Agnostic party frowns grimly,

As plastic smile cools mortally,

Sharp vortex points glaringly

As vestigial towel dries sparingly

Vibrant condescension spreads impersonally,

As concrete enticement shrieks expectantly,

Dark chivalry sullies blindly

As uniformed dream, crumbles completely.

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3. Sleep Creator

"Reflect!" shrieked the lethargic man,

The keeper of Sleeps

Last for the pummeling first for the jabbing

Now we lie!

With lightning strokes,

Rest shot forward;quickly, quickly

Piercing sounds, wails, cries

Briskly, Sleep clawed at the door--

It knew its love awaited behind

Dominating for fabricating swiftly done

Singing of contempt,

Dirt-like dreams were dreamt,

O Sleep what are you?

Down by the babbling brook the robin rests.

The otter explodes in a fit of rage,

Leaving in its wake a litter of crushed nut shells.

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4. The Generator

Of  fermented laughter

The wind aches for velvet landscapes.

A wet cave fiddles with the rapture of tentative sorrow.

A red rose ponders the morning's delight.

With frozen ecstasy!

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5. Barnaby I. Lorem

Just the good ol' boys,
Never meanin' no harm.
Beats all you ever saw,
Been in trouble with the law
Since the day they were born.
Straight'nin' the curve, flat'nin' the hills.
Someday the mountain might get 'em,
But the law never will.

Makin' their way, the only way they know how,
That's just a little bit more than the law will allow.
Just good ol' boys, wouldn't change if they could,
Fightin' the system like true modern day Robin Hood.
Barnaby The Bear's him name,
Never call him Jack or James,
He will sing his way to fame,
Barnaby the Bear's his name.
Birds taught him to sing,
When they took him to their king,
First he had to fly, in the sky so high
So high, so high so high so high,
So - if you want to sing this way,
Think of what you'd like to say,
Add a tune and you will see,
Just how easy it can be.
Treacle pudding, fish and chips,
Fizzy drinks and liquorice,
Flowers, rivers, sand and sea,
Snowflakes and the stars are free.
La la la la la, la la la la la la la,
La la la la la la la, la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la....
Barnaby the Bear's his name,
Never call him Jack or James,
He will sing his way to fame,
Barnaby the Bear's his name.

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 6. Dadada

if

will-- way

harm bit

like some day

but they

the straight'nin'.

boys hood makin'

just all night

the good that's law

been boys

they know--

beats flat'nin'

in system you might

just never: no way

just could get good day

they.

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7. Sea Regenerator 

Die roughly like a tough cloud.

The reef endures like a warm sun.

Rise quietly like a dead shark.

The small captain tentatively

Commands the seashell.

Waves fall!

Suns travel!

Endurance, life, and love.

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8. Dig On Heretic

More endurance, more life, more love

A song of most omni-sophic stature

The people were flabbergasted

And ran off in droves

So, mask the answer, hide the cure.

I will sing my way to fame,

And look for two more lungs to clog.

This lethal conflict was once just a game

So, why do I still sound like a frog?

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9. Country Western Jibe

He met her in a tree-house wrestling gators;

He can still recall those training pants she wore;

She was smelling kind of funny but he loved her,

And he knew that she would be a crashing bore;

The painters knew he'd play 'Go Fish' forever;

She said to him man wasn't meant to fly;

But who'd have thought she'd turn pink with her guru;

She sealed him in the vault and smirked goodbye.

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10. Top cat Poeze

Top Cat!
The most

effectual

Top Cat!

Who\'s
intellectual

close
friends
get to

call
him T.C.,

providing

it\'s
with

dignity.
Top Cat!
The indisputable

leader

of
the gang.
He\'s

the boss,
he\'s
a pip,

he\'s

the
championship.
He\'s
the most

tip
top,

Top Cat.

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11. At Random

Verse One

Bubble tips quickly over fizzy stick

Screaming for crippled drink

Teapot tips crudely over pink pickle

And,

Pickle tips coolly over hot butter.

Verse Two

Flower shimmers quietly

Near the bushy sky

Growing on silver willow

Cricket shimmers lightly

Beside light grass as

Flower shimmers softly

Down on willow.

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12. The Rising

Girls rise like giant waves.

Reefs grow tall!

The stormy wind

Eagerly commands the sun.

The mast travels like a huge gull.

Enduring eagerly, the ocean bed.

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 13. Carved Out

Carved upon his heart
Is the name of an angel
-whom he'd shed tears for again and again

What amorous magic drives him
To gaze upon her skin,
-more delicate than a kiss at twilight?

His heart is bloodless and empty
Without her angelic voice,
-like gentle song comforting a wild beast

Oh sweet envy of Aphrodite!
Cast thy arrow of love into his heart
And consume it, with the flames of thy passion.

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14. A treasured memory 

A treasured memory is what

Remains for me to keep

Caress my hand and hold my heart

While our souls approach each other

This essence alone makes love divine—

It is a beauty that let's me catch my breath…

Marry us each day

Your every moment on this Earth.

A something found and lost in the first kiss

Because It still feels like

Dancing butterflies flutter in my chest

I sense the silkiness in the skin of your petals

And let my fingers curl on a stray tress

Power of lanterns mature

Generosity, the language of love

Now fills me with joy

Caress my hand and hold my heart

As her petals open.

Resting comfortably

This dance of love

As every day goes by

I love more about you.

You came to me

And now I hold you

And we walk, those sands of time.

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 15. Nonsense Love Poem

You are always on my mind

Here you will find my thoughts, outlined

My Nonsense Poet, my dear sweetheart

Let our roads never go apart

My Nonsense Poet,

You are unbelievably beautiful

Not having met you earlier

Makes me feel like a fool

Words cannot express

How you have captured-

This heart with success.

My Nonsense Poet,

You mean so much to me

I never knew this could be

You are my sweetheart day by day

I hope you will never go away

This humor is for you, I hope you will like it

Because to me, you are my biggest hit

I look forward to our next moment together

With you, my poems couldn't be any better.

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Humorous, Nonsense and Gibberish Poetry -

by Rev.Bola A. (copyright: 16 Dec 11 -ARR)

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