Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Look At All Those Monkeys!
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..
© Spike Milligan
Summer Dawn
My sleeping children are still flying dreamsin their goose-down heads.The lush of the river singing morning songsFish watch their ceilings turn..
© Spike Milligan
I'M Walking Backwards For Christmas
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..
© Spike Milligan
There Are Holes In The Sky
There are holes in the skyWhere the rain gets inBut they're ever so smallThat's why the rain is thin.
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hen I Suspected
There will be a time when it will end.Be it partingBe it deathSo each passing minute with youPendulummed with sadness.So many timesI looked long into..
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In The Land Of The Bumbley Boo
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..
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Values '67
Pass by citizendon't look left or rightKeep those drip dry eyes straight aheadA tree? Chop it down- it's a dangerto lightning!Pansies calling for..
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Omen Of Emptiness
The clock has turned enoughto reach a planetLife is endless nightI hear wings beating inthe dark of my roomA giant Raven is waiting –for me to fall..
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Bongaloo
'What is a Bongaloo, Daddy?''A Bongaloo, Son,' said I,'Is a tall bag of cheesePlus a Chinaman's kneesAnd the leg of a nanny goat's eye.''How strange..
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So Fair Is She
So fair is she!So fair her faceSo fair her pulsing figureNot so fairThe maniacal stareOf a husband who's much bigger.
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Porridge
Why is there no monumentTo Porridge in our land?It it's good enough to eat,It's good enough to stand!On a plinth in LondonA statue we should seeOf..
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Maveric
Maveric ProwlesHad Rumbling BowlesThat thundered in the night.It shook the bedrooms all aroundAnd gave the folks a fright.The doctor called;He was..
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wo Children
Two children (small), one Four, one Five,Once saw a bee go in a hive,They'd never seen a bee before!So waited there to see some more.And sure enough..
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Oojah-Ka-Piv
The people who liveOn the Oojah-ka-PivStand around in bundles of nineWhen asked how it feelsThey reply 'Curried Eels'!Otherwise - everything's going..
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Welcome Home
Unaware of my crimethey stood me in the dock.I was sentenced to life....without her.Strange trial.No judge.No jury.I wonder who my visitors will be.
© Spike Milligan
The Soldiers At Lauro
Young are our deadLike babies they lieThe wombs they blest onceNot healed dryAnd yet - too soonInto each spaceA cold earth fallsOn colder face.Quite..
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Why?
American DetectivesNever remove their hatsWhen investigating murdersIn other people's flats.P.S. Chinese TecsAre far more dreaded!And they always..
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Goodbye S.S.
Go away girl, go awayand let me pack my dreamsNow where did I put those yesteryearsmade up with broken seamsWhere shall I sweep the piecesmy God they..
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Contagion
Elephants are contagious!Be careful how you tread.An Elephant that's been trodden onShould be confined to bed!Leopards are contagious too.Be careful..
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Indian Boyhood
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..
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If I Could Write Words
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..
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Philip Le Barr
Philip Le Barr,Was knock down by a car,On the road to Mandalay.He was knocked down againBy a dust cart in SpainAnd again in Zanzibar.So,He travled at..
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Eurolove
I cannotand I will notNo, I cannot love you lessLike the flower to the butterflyThe corsage to the dressShe turns my love to dustmy destination..
© Spike Milligan
Teeth
English Teeth, English Teeth!Shining in the sunA part of British heritageAye, each and every one.English Teeth, Happy Teeth!Always having funClamping..
© Spike Milligan