Roger Poems - Poems about Roger

In a small town nestled in Tennessee's embrace, Lived a man named Roger, with a wild, free grace. A rebel and a dreamer, a hippie at heart, With a spirit so vibrant, he played his own part. With a big heart that welcomed all souls in his way, He spread...

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From his mother’s womb One February afternoon and straight to the Situation Room Hunter Biden, we presume. His father, with his thoughtless clauses and pauses, Captured the most prestigious of offices. And angry was the Republican caucus. The Donald, he got jaundiced. And vowed revenge on those Commie leftists. So he rang Roger Stone On the secret Bat Phone I need you Dirty Trickster For I...

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The gals are besotted with Roger, he's famed for the size of his todger, they pay for his time (he charges a dime) - he's ninety but not an old codger. No need of Viagra in force as Roger's ancestors were Norse (and vikings were known for getting a bone) - his resume says, 'Intercourse.'...

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Roger Ebert was a consumate wrter and movie critic. Internationally and in Chicago, where we met after the Chicago Riots. Each New years Eve, all his friends and to his famed, New Years Eve Party…. He went out of his way to see we all were treated more than well in I learned from Roger, that people’s hearts came first. What...

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Federer’s retiring, He finally announced. He hasn’t played in ages, but The newshounds, they all pounced. A classy player, through and through, He ranks up with the best, To which his many titles And his sponsors will attest. It wasn’t a surprise for fans And yet the message sent Is that, in tennis circles, There is something to lament....

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As parodies go You as hell done gone and stole the show With Black is the new Pink Roger if may so bold as to quote and paraphrase you in your own words Hey preacher teacher leave those kid's alone We don't need no thought control Especially from someone who went from using a wall as a metaphor to tell us All in...

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R-eal lover of art and literature O-ver the years, that creates G-enuine and original ideas E-xpressed through highly dedicated works R-evering the value of writing as a form of expression. C-onstantly promoting originality and forbids A-ny kind of vicious imitation. R-everberating the spirit of V-aluing the sanctity of the I-deas of others, so real S-elf esteem and sense...

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FRIENDSHIP of FRED and ROGER Free Verse Like true brothers, for many years you’re friends, From Calabarzon to Mimaropa regions Sharing secrets, stories and laughters The countenance of friendship forever. Yes, you’re growing old and your hair is gray But your hearts remain young you share your problems without hesitation That makes your friendship firm and no vacillation. You’ve found more and more comrades Everyday...

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I Roger Dean at a South African college And team, caught our singularity The black hole, so Einsteins Relativity Does not apply here, physics' knowledge II Amazing that at the center of our Milky Way There is so much outside of usual gravity Space-time, if a fabric, has massive debris One of these swallows all light, passers by!...

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I Roger Deane at a South African college And team, caught our singularity The black hole, so Einsteins Relativity Does not apply here, physics' knowledge II Amazing that at the center of our Milky Way There is so much outside of usual gravity Space-time, if a fabric, has massive debris One of these swallows all light, passers by! NOTE: I like to think of black...

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Hahayaan kong marinig mo, ang bawat pag kabog at paghagulgol nitong nasa loob ko. Simula, mula simula ako ay tulala habang nag-iisip kung ano ang isusulat na tula. Wakas, hanggang saw akas bakas parin ang nilagyang gapas Noong ang loob ay nagdarasal na kumalas patungo sa bagong bukas. Ngayon, pilit paring ginagamot ang pilat na sa akin ay...

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Many believed that medieval castle built on that rocky and treeless hill had an inestimable treasure that a royal family hid for decades into its secret chambers so dark: to whom did the blessed sword belong? A prince, a king, a knight, a mercenary, or to a valourous Lord? Was there also a gold crown ornated with precious jewels from the Orient? Legends seem...

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Friendly pirate wannabe flies his Jolly Roger... while surfing cyber seas today March 2nd, 2021. Actually yours truly quite a literate codger (ah shucks just missed being draft dodger) no not for baseball team, but Vietnam War circa November 1, 1955 – April 30, 1975. Though non establishmentarian logophile, battle weary shambling thru gauntlet aisle where nasty, short and brutish bullies hurt painfully shy...

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[Creditation: I must thank Jan for reintroducing me To that delightful word... ‘Todger’ in her ‘Bawdy Limerick’] My landlady’s sexually keen She’s also a little obscene She called me her todger I said you mean lodger And she said I know what I mean She gave me a wink and she said You could pay this week’s rent in my bed Her...

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I knew of a man named Roger He was my neighbour's lodger I heard he was leaving He was caught thieving Just like the Artful Dodger...

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