Bellyaching Poems - Poems about Bellyaching

...Everyone’s complaining ‘Bout how it’s always raining And we’re all getting soaked to the skin Everybody’s whining How there’s no silver lining Optimism’s growing kind of thin Everyone is moanin......

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...a Zen philosophy states that all form is emptiness yet it’s not as all emptiness is form but in essence not Plato maintained that its essence is in its purpose the idea of the chair pr......

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...When traveling a stretch of life's highway Does it feel like it's uphill both ways? Does it feel like winter's twelve months long? Do you work like a dog for small pay? Well welcome to ......

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...If you would like to have your limerick(s) posted, soup mail them to me. Ms. Rude is still writing her snide remarks She sounds like a mad dog who barks and barks Geeze, lady, give it a rest Yo......

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... Assimilated hope was slowly dying, it was a famine time of charity — A moral plague that persisted four centuries The stench of hatred hung heavy in the unforgiving air, as the spittle......

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...Grumbles and groans about all she sees. Bellyaching and complaining Fussing, kicking and squawking Peevishly petulant ......

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...Some, like nothing better than to complain about allergies, sore backs, or slow lines. They stress out over and over again on anything from potholes to road signs. They seem to th......

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... Plague of lies, froggy croaks untrue Swarm of flies surround Capitol dungHills Infectious hope buzz kill: Leftover piles of shill legislative bills that don’t do do right There sho......

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... Most dastardly Executive Majesty, we serve at your pique pleasure obsequiously so Yea, Darth Lord, we be the surreptitious, servile ones: Leper skin publicans, publicly hiss revil......

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... Trust is such a deliciously sweet thing Who stole the strawberries? Make the yellow-bellied canary sing Confidence lost in an abandoned mind Smoky ......

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... Sickly Annie is so anorexic, it’s a heartbreaking story of bulimic misery Looking in her madhouse distorted mirror — only a frail, starving image does Annie see Always taunted by ......

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... My people love marching! Attending rain dancing parades, doing a bunch of fire-breathing talking Little drummer boys and girls playing foot soldier pretend grown up Just defending the......

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...Self Discovery A Violette Poem sometimes I remember our time in September that became an ember Faint memories it's unforgettable not understandable We aren't valuable gone centuries ......

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...Plucky Unlucky Carry on regardless What is a sadist Without his Chargers Tripping and falling over for the amusement of other's Fodder for Bird's to drop on While the bellyaching say Th......

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...Paper Doll She was two dimensional at first Laid flat Then folded, eyes drawn with black Lips pale pink Fragile legs took shape then speed She ran out of her mother’s stomach The mother di......

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