Beanie Poems - Poems about Beanie

A man with propellorized hat Stepped up with his beanie to bat. The fastball blew by, Away he did fly, He hadn’t accounted for that. ...

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Beanie When you see a cracked AD on your letters or on small parcels with no address that’s my beanie who did it. ...

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Uncle Timmy has made himself a beanie baby chair. This whisper floated out into the August air. We did not know what it meant until we saw what he had done. He was wearing a gigantic smile, like a powerhouse sun. Uncle Timmy! Uncle Timmy! We kids yelled, all excited One thing we did for sure, we stayed together, united. He...

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I amuse myself by singing some nonsensical song utterly ridiculous, but totally satisfying in a young blood way I know this annoys my husband which somehow makes the song more delicious to me My body is making loud juicy farting noises I love my man who is totally transparent, no poker face and the way beanie weanies will get him out...

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Once upon a time there was a teeny beanie. He had a long beard and his name was McFeenie. That’s peach fuzz, said a monster-like genie. I’m not sure about that, but he is a bit teeny. Well his name is Teeny Beanie, said queenie. McFeenie shook him out long, and we renamed him leanie....

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It’s a cold coffee kind of month. It’s a day when I stare down at a cold liquid in a clear plastic cup and think about that day so long ago when I met a girl near the window. When we had a conversation while she drew shapes and smiles in the condensation on the window. When...

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A (growing) menagerie of stuffed animals And Beanie Babies The following doth constitute combination of fact and fiction unfortunately not sentences referencing overactive spousal glute though sphincter roaring could muscle us into ample loot (after wife explodes open bank vault) versus ass spire ring writer root ting to live nsync ecologically viz hypothetical analogous member of indigenous people named Yakut living in scattered settlements in northern...

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Just a tiny bit more seasoned eggnog, my Beanie my beagle begged. A teetotaler I had originally thought, but now not aptly pegged. I gave Beanie a teeny slurp or two, but it was not enough. He gave me a persistent bark, it sounded hoarse and rough. I was startled at his insistence of another sip or two. So I...

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Jeanie wore a beanie To protect her from the cold, It was really good in winter, Or when the wind blew bold. It had a little scarecrow, Knitted right on top, To scare those pesky birds away From a little birdy plop. alternate- drop/stop...

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Me and my Beanie. We're pretty tight, we are. Always on my head; my constant companion. If I could wear it in school, I would. But I can't. So I take it with me, in my bag. Me and my Beanie. Though I've had many, none can compare, to my current Beanie. Dark, blue-ish grey, with a little...

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It's snug and fits like a glove I wear it whenever I feel Like having a friend by side Unconditionally to laugh like a seal An huge heart I'm open and real....

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