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Bobo Poems - Poems about Bobo


Black and blue boo boo bruises courtesy hurled Bobo box
Black and blue boo boo bruises courtesy hurled Bobo box No matter I sustained multiple contusions about the face and neck and minor head concussion after the missus tossed an unopened box of five apple pie stuff'd oat bites in my direction (what got whisked - as clocked by yours truly at lightspeed), nevertheless (whew), no...

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Categories: bobo, abuse, adventure, allegory, analogy,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Bobo the Bear
There is a baby cub Bobo who has lost his family and sow His mother bear is gone, unable to teach him what to know Alone he sits or stands in the grass or grabs onto a tree Always watching from where he stops, with curiosity He wanders around on the hill, restless without a playmate He listens when I...

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Categories: bobo, animal, friend,
Form: Rhyme



Come Meet Bobo
Bobo is his name, an astral body his visage is of blue and yellow slime, there is a blemish on his left hand, his delight is to dampen his grey hair. He is from Satura the planet, he is childlike and curious, his hobby is to ride dragons. His home is in Talli the galaxy, one must traverse across the milky way to...

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Categories: bobo, blue, boy, color,
Form: Free verse
Bobo
You must think I'm Bobo the fool, coming to me with that grinning lie No, we ain't tight, no, I'm not your tool Sister please, don't you even try Let me lay it on you straight: Girl, you ain't no friend of mine The first time I saw your shadow, my buddy said, ain't no sunshine You've been slipping into darkness, yo, attempting to put...

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Categories: bobo, betrayal, relationship, trust,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Our Friend Bobo
Our Friend Bobo By Curtis Johnson More than fifty years ago, there was a drowning in my little home town. Back then, we chopped cotton by the day, and picked cotton by the pound. For us, there was no sliding boards or public play grounds. There was no hanging bars, see-saw sets, or merry go rounds. There was no swing sets...

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Categories: bobo, bereavement, children, death, home,
Form: Narrative



The Adventures of Bobo and Coco
Bobo and Coco were playing in the park but had to hurry home before it got dark deciding to take a shortcut through the cemetery when they ran into a man called Harry he stopped them both "dead" in their tracks with his evil stare and constant lip smacks well my young strapping lads, said he "what's your hurry, do you...

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Categories: bobo, adventure, child, children, funny,
Form: Free verse

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