3Rd Poems - Poems about 3Rd

Walt and Melvin, Were two little boys Who were both bored With their ordinary toys Walt looked up to the table, And said to Mel "Do you think we will be able, To make a new toy with that?" "What's that?" said Mel, Putting...Read More

Nothing kills people like greed. It is not only a kind of poisonous seed, But also, a highly dangerous weed. Not to have it, is very good indeed. Greed Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Margarita Lillico Date: 30-06-2022 ...Read More

sunlight creeps along glance across berry bushes faeries tittering ...Read More

"Before You Speak...THINK!" T-is it true?... H-is it helpful?... I- is it inspiring?... N-is it necessary?... K-is it kind?,,,? ***This notice was put up outside the office of Kelsey, our Assistant Community Director and our Leasing Officer. At our independent Disabled...Read More

Steampunk Cat name of Charlie Boo Thought his vices were mystery to Sue Brought her violets in hue of blue For it was she that Charlie wanted to woo Sue was a savvy feline, with a keen open mind She...Read More

Waist belts are not a show off Tie it if you don't wanna Fall off Hold the handle tight You have to stand a fear fight The track looks scary But to have fun...Read More

When you are little like you… Everything is exciting, Everything is brand new. When you are little like you… The world stretches out before you, Creating a glorious view. When you are little like you… Everything seems possible, There is nothing you cannot...Read More

If I hear one more word about that turquoise monster I will turn blue. Like the monster, Daddy? Asked his observant daughter, little Sue. Her mother smiled, knowing who would win this battle round. Monsters are not real,...Read More

Comical Cat with his embellished top hat Sat at the table with an ugly vampire bat Along came a bee, all fluffy and phat. We will be joined shortly by my friend, Freddy Gnat. Do you like my burgundy...Read More

We are in a doctor’s waiting room. A child’s cell phone is out; the sounds drive me batty. Botta Bing Botta Bing Ding Sing Shing Wing Ding How does this child’s parent stand it? I wish the child’s...Read More

The boo boo gnu of pinkish crew had the Russian flu Without a substantial clue, their jeu jeu curiosity grew Whew! Said two, one who had a convoluted cough like moo. Might have been spoiled stew from Café...Read More

Saturday was shopping then a walk Epping,Ongar,Finchingfield by car Reading book reviews and chewing stalks Buttercups and meadows,Henry Moore Driving back from Chelmsford, cornfields flamed Smoke and fire and earth, the sun dismayed Farmers working hard, a harvest, grain The sky...Read More

Johnny Brownie sits high up in the maple tree, Tossing with his feet, all kinds of stuff on me. I roll my eyes, for his ways are so transparent. His insatiable love for me so readily apparent. I knew...Read More

Are you, could you ever be jovial And if so, how would that suit your true persona, your whole standing in life? No, I mean your true stature, the way you truly do feel. Would it be uplifting and pretty darn grand day in day out, with...Read More

Harry has lived with us the entire eight years. We did not know that agreeing to keep his shoes here was a big deal. One day my husband said “I am throwing these oud!” “We promised his widow!”...Read More