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Grook Friendship Poems | Grook Poems About Friendship
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GIRL YOU HAVE TO KNOW THIS ONE IS FOR MY ONE AND ONLY FAN
the she who slumbers among the numbers of content souls who abide not anger nor snide remarks
the she who sets the flames of verbiage to sparks
the she who sees my smiles though she sees me not
the she who follows a righteous and pious path and plot
she who grants me the grace of platitudes
with never any negative attitudes
the she whom i envision giggling and wiggling her way through this planet we call Earth
the she i deem a delight and have the the right for what's that's worth
(c) 2011......Phreepoetry ~free cee!~
Copyright © jeffry cohan | Year Posted 2011
< emphasis of labor day
symbolic's end of summer
picnics and parades display
American workers get chummier
Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2010
They say that a pet resembles its master,
but I don't believe that it's true.
When I walk with my dog,
he always walks faster.
When I eat a sandwich,
my dog eats a shoe.
My dog often scratches his head with his feet,
but, I use my hands, instead.
I tend to roll in bed when I sleep.
My dog rolls in anything dead.
I've never pooped in a clearing, or park;
I've never chewed on a bone;
When a squirrel climbs a tree, I don't stare up and bark -
I'd rather just leave it alone.
But I don't get fed, and watered, and rubbed,
and I don't get treats when I pee.
And I'm not, as quickly, forgiven and loved,
when someone gets angry with me.
They say that a pet is just like its master,
but I haven't seen any proof yet.
Personally, I think that would be a disaster.
Instead, I wish I was more like my pet.
Copyright © John Taylor | Year Posted 2010