Dan Reynolds

Gold Star - 5,206 Points (Justiceville)

Dan Reynolds Poems

1. The Ballad Of Jock Dean. 1/30/2011
2. Has Anybody Else Questioned The Dawn 6/3/2011
3. Well, Would You Adam And Eve It? 7/12/2011
4. Behind The Iron Gate 7/21/2011
5. Humble Pii 's Are Squared. (P R2) (P R2) 9/2/2011
6. When Young, He Sprung On Cloven Hooves 9/6/2011
7. When I Listen To Camel’s Song, “for Today” 9/11/2011
8. Somnambulistic Sonnet 9/14/2011
9. The Gristle-Biter 9/15/2011
10. How Kin Ye No Get A Single Fish In A Glezga Chippie? 7/4/2011
11. Indian Summer 9/30/2011
12. Facing Facets Of Timely Reminders. 10/1/2011
13. Waiting For The Box. 10/4/2011
14. The Not So Royal Mint. 10/6/2011
15. Are Emos Monopolising The Muse? 1/5/2012
16. Take A Bad Look At Yourself 2/28/2012
17. Mulch Ado About Nothing? 4/3/2012
18. What Kind Of Things Could Make A Grown Man Cry? 4/6/2012
19. Jack's Missing Leg, As A Conversation Piece. 6/20/2012
20. An Olympian Sonnet Of Sorts 7/27/2012
21. Where Were You On Guy Fawkes Day/Night? 11/15/2012
22. An Ode For All Christmas Workers. 12/24/2012
23. Ever Fell Foul Of Your Own Conscientious Consumer Choices? 3/1/2013
24. The Wind That Never Blows 3/26/2013
25. Denial Of The Inner Bully. 3/30/2013
26. Styx And The Stones May Break 3/30/2013
27. Faith In Futility 3/19/2013
28. Bonjour Mon Cher Et Cher-Alike. 4/2/2013
29. Did You Know That, Not All Gnomes Sit Still In Your Gardens? 4/4/2013
30. God Doesn’t Have The Monopoly On Haloes, Does He? 4/18/2013
31. Who Can The Godless Turn To In Such Times 5/2/2013
32. Are God And Mother Nature In Cahoots? 5/23/2013
33. Letting The Dog Out Late In June. 6/14/2013
34. Raising The Deadwood? 8/30/2013
35. Re-Awakening. 5/28/2013
36. The Unwanted Prize 9/6/2013
37. The Tourist's Rap? 9/12/2013
38. The Straits Of Cerebronica 9/16/2013
39. Autumn With You. 9/19/2013
40. Mourning The Passage Of Night 9/22/2013

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Best Poem of Dan Reynolds

My Old School.

He couldn't go back
to his old school,
the bastards had knocked it down
Tore away his memories
his triggers to his past
and as an afterthought
rebuilt, renamed, and
reneged on their promise.

No more broken stained glass mosaics
no more shiny loo roll
no more lighting bunsen burners
from statically charged fingertips
no more prickly bushes
no more beatings, heading home
no more spittle-flicking
on the blazer backs in front.
No more wistful gazing
to the girls' school o'er the road

He picked out from the rubble

Read the full of My Old School.

Halle Loo? Jah!

(May be sung to the tune of 'Hallelujah'; ¬)

They say ye canny fill yer breechs
Wi' tatty scones and boiled leeks
But you don't know whit we went through tay see ya
Diarrhoea. Diarrhoea
Diarrhoea, Diarrhoee-ee-ee-ee-ya

I'd like tay lay hons oan the bam

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