https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Baggy_James_Poetry/Silly poems that are catchy. Serious poems to warm the heart.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Baggy_James_Poetry/477518Although this is not a poem, I thought I would tell those of you who refuse to believe that God exists that there is living proof that He does. 1. Look around 2. You see things, right? 3. Yes, you have eyes. 4. Through those eyes you see things that have a design to them. 5. A Chair, a table, a...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Baggy_James_Poetry/477252Oh great balloon, it's just about noon. Are you ready to take to the sky? Please let us go, to a place no one knows. Hey I just got a bug in my eye! But oh good brother, please don't tell my mother. For she will be miffed at me. You see I have homework, and I'd rather have no work. And live my...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Baggy_James_Poetry/476764For goodness sakers! Who stole the pepper shakers? Could it have been, The Little Boy Baker? From a distant land, Just off of the shore. So that he might fill up, His bakery store? You see he's the best, At donuts and bread. But why all the pepper? You think in your head. For it is not needed,...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Baggy_James_Poetry/476700Going along, Just chewing some gum. When it fell from my mouth, And bounced off my thumb. I thought I could catch it, But man was I wrong. It fell in the tip jar, Of a guy singing songs. "I'm sorry kind sir, Your coins are a mess. My gum is real sticky, Oh how I confess. Oh me, silly me, I just...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Baggy_James_Poetry/476695Whistle, Whistle, Teapot steam. A golden cup, I watch it gleam. Have you any, Cheese this day? Though all I have, Two coins to pay. I only work, One day a week. My food consists of, Milk and wheat. Lend me these, I beg you please. A cup of tea, And block of cheese. Some compassion, In your heart....https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Baggy_James_Poetry/476690A burger, a sub, A hot dog to grub. My hands are not clean, My hands I now scrub. Oh sandwich, Why are you good? I'd keep you forever, You know if I could. But now it is time, To say our goodbyes. As I gobble you down, With this extra large fry. Yum! Yum! It's really quite funny. This gurgling...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Baggy_James_Poetry/476343Once upon a time, Lived a boy with the giggles. He'd roll on the floor, With a laugh and a wiggle. "Stop it." They'd say, "You'll laugh till you faint." The boy had just spilled, A gallon of paint. My oh My! What a fat silly kid. His belly would jiggle, And giggle he did. He ate lots of candy,...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Baggy_James_Poetry/476105What if I were a candy bar, How would I get around? The fat contained inside me, I would never lose a pound. From all the carbs and sugar, They would put me right to sleep. For I myself am bad for me, Just watch me start to weep. Candy bars and fattening things, Are never what they seem. For...