The Two Line Poem Game (no word limit) Showing 1,201-1,250 of 2,504

[Preston, Moderator]

Christy's crew was making merry,
couldn't wait to ride the staten island ferry.

[Preston, Moderator]

Free rides on the carousel,
Three cheers for old Isabelle!

[Roger]

Dear Isabelle, she was made of steel,
Beloved queen of Spanish Castile,

[Roger]

Beyond reproach she was a paragon,
And married the king of Aragon.

[Roger]

A forward-looking man was King Ferdinand,
But even so he wasn't looking for a new land.

[Roger]

So it was left to Isabelle to make a fuss
And give the job to doughty Columbus.

[Preston, Moderator]

Once upon a time in a castle by the sea,
There was a lad as sad as could be.

[Preston, Moderator]

He just wanted to see what he could do
To go from single and become two.

[Preston, Moderator]

Unfortunately on the beach this summer,
His search turned out to be a bummer.

[Preston, Moderator]

He wondered if there could ever be,
Two mated castles by the sea.

[Preston, Moderator]

Sure he wanted a storybook ending,
but he wouldn't get it in this poem everwending.

[Preston, Moderator]

That Preston kills off couples right and left,
Leaving me hopeless and bereft.

[Roger]

But with poetry all life's a pageant,
Come and go, it's all so plangent,

[Roger]

So leave your sad lad lonely and bereft
Because he sees on the beach there's no one left,

[Roger]

Yet wait! For who on earth is this?
Is it another lad or be it a young Miss?

[Roger]

No, by God, it is a young fellah,
Prancing along under his umbrella.

[Roger]

And leaping up and licking his cheek
Is his sweet sweet dog he calls Zeke.

[Roger]

So up runs little Zeke so glad
To shower kisses over our lad,

[Roger]

He just wanted to see what he could do
To turn the lad from single into two.

[Roger]

In response the formerly sad lad's heart beat faster
As good little Zeke introduced him to his master.

[Roger]

Now they live in the castle by the sea
As happily ever after as can ever be.

[Preston, Moderator]

That sweet little dog you called Zeke
turned out to be Zorba the Greek.

[Preston, Moderator]

He danced like a for and was such a hassle,
He even squished your little sand castle.

[Preston, Moderator]

If guys want to love and be happy,
The shouldn't build castles by the sea.

[Roger]

Oh, that's so very mean and crass
I'll have to go and get Charles Atlas,

[Preston, Moderator]

The waves roll out and the waves roll in,
then you gotta build your sand castle again.

[Roger]

He'll make you apologise at a pace
Or he'll kick sand in your face.

[Preston, Moderator]

For guys who had a love so right,
it seems to me they weren't to bright.

[Roger]

I only hope he knew his mind
While gnawing on a bacon rind.

[Preston, Moderator]

so get you pails full of sand,
and make castles on demand.

[Preston, Moderator]

Oh no our poems are twined,
Sand castles and a Bacon Rind.

[Preston, Moderator]

What a thing to come about!
I'm glad I don't have to sort it out.

[Roger]

I'm sure we'll end up again in synch
And everything will run as smooth as mink.

[Preston, Moderator]

Sit back, have a drink and something to nosh,
I'm sure it will all come out in the wash.

[Roger]

I did, I got some potatoes to bash
And made me bangers and mash.

[Preston, Moderator]

I'm no cook so I got wise,
Went to BurgerDoodle® for burgers and fries.

[Preston, Moderator]

Ever I ever get my hands on a recipe,
I'll make a sandwich from the charcuterie.

[Roger]

Butter toasted bread, add lettuce, mayo, bacon, avocado,
Sit back and make a mess of a sandwich fit for a Mikado

[Roger]

There's an old-fashioned appetizer works without fail
Sitting on a bed of shredded lettuce, a prawn cocktail.

[Preston, Moderator]

I don't want to sleep on a bed of lettuce let alone sit,
Prawns are ugly I can't imagine it,

[Preston, Moderator]

I'd rather wait saving money and scrimp,
And wait till I could afford to have shrimp.

[Roger]

Surf ’n’ Turf, brains and brawn
There's nuthin' like a good prawn.

[Roger]

I like the French ones, long and lean,
The ones the French called langoustine,

[Roger]

Cooked and chilled and, to coin a phrase,
Eaten smothered in heavenly mayonnaise.

[Roger]

Popular on a British beach, eaten with a twinkle,
Out of a salted paper cone, please try a winkle.

[Roger]

Or there's something else I could make if I bustle
A spicy marinière cooked with plenty of mussel.

[Roger]

I could hook a mackerel, nice and fat
Just as long as I first I catch a sprat.

[Roger]

And I could have yesterday at Tesco…
They had sprats galore, fresh to go.

[Preston, Moderator]

As I said on Noah's Arc,
Something is fishy in Denmark.

[Preston, Moderator]

Noah said we can have fish by the ton,
with chips too in jolly Britain,