Best As All Get Out Poems

Is there anyone who can explain to me
why someone in the Soup community
would gripe about those on the lists,
ranting on with their pen in clenched fist?

How important can the lists possibly be
to set someone's nerves off so repeatedly.
Why dwell upon them with such negativity,
screeching and...

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They’d crossed the great divide, to the other side of the ‘Oh My God River’.
Our Trolls were struck by the ‘Bridge Too Far’, it set their hearts, to quiver.
Yes, their curiosity and their great big Troll hearts; were pounding all a twitter.
Well, surely you must...

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Just had to buy a new battery

For my seven year old beat up jalopy

Actually I'm exaggerating just a little

As cars go it's a very fine copy

A four door sedan with all the extras

And a dashboard readout to die for

Numbers as big as all get out

Couldn't...

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Was so excited to hear some news
From our dear friends Lynda and Al
About to embark on an exciting cruise
What could possibly go afoul

Lynda's had Parkinsons for many years
Needs a wheelchair to get around
Al was faithfully pushing her along
A bump and Lynda went down!

Tragedy struck without...

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It's a brand new day that lies ahead
Fame and fortune or heartaches instead

Each new day, it remains to be seen
Happy or sad or a place in between

You can't just leave it to fate every day
Your approach is key, you do have a say 

The same...

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In our great little retirement community
They're dropping like flies around me
Need to break free, must get out this place
It's Heaven's Waiting Room you see

Don't matter if you're healthy as all get out
The grim reaper knows where you live
He's as anxious as hell to whisk you...

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Some call me silly
That may be the case
But I don't have ulcers
No lines on my face

Dancing through life
No worries no cares
Live every moment
With passion and flair

Ain't no great mystery 
It's as simple as pie
Trust in the future
Trust in your “I”

Keep moving forward
With jazz and pizzazz
Pay...

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Sheestah was the original Steampunk Peddler woman who could. 
She wandered Kansas prairies in 1873 like no female ever should. 
She was an inventor, an artist, a cartoonist, and worst….
She did not do any cooking or cleaning or carry a common purse

She wore a pirate’s...

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Lying in the fetal position
On my bathroom floor
Skin crawling, hurting, in pain
Yet I still wanted more
I craved for more of the crack
That had me in this state
For myself and everyone who loved me
I felt nothing but contempt and hate
Still they tried to help me
Overcome my...

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The foster kid was angry as all get out
Everyone was against him; he wanted to shout
He ran from the teacher, the principal and me
We saw him climb the school as far up as we could see

What’s going on? I asked the other two
He hates his...

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My dreams are wooly mammoths
monstrous beings with tusks
as long as a man's arms,
eyes as big as saucers
and hairy as all get out.

My dreams are prehistoric,
some small genetic chain
in a stem cell linking me
to where we were once
when the wooly beast
stuck his head into
our shelter, frightening
the...

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Golden Retrievers are fantastic pets
The friendliest animals on the planet I'll bet
Happy as all get out
Absolutely no doubt
Our Annie is the greatest, really no sweat...

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A walk in the park on a cool summer morning
Refreshing as all “get out”
Those last two words actually do say it all
“Getting out” is what's life's all about

If we're stuck in front of a keyboard all day
We miss the glories of nature
The smells, the sunshine,...

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Kites still left hanging upon the winds oh, yes, the generous enchantment, the ever-innocent simplicity. 

Warning us and swirling around and whooshing about amid the humble Streams in the Spring. 

Time jovial, patient Offering Loving thief it weeps. 

Burnt down roses their thorns once bewailing...

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Down here in this little country
Town

Everybody friendly

No, I don’t think so

On the corner of vine and north
Sit’s a crack head

Asking for spare change

To buy some food

When they spot clear out, I
Think he forgets

Or the store ran off and said
That is bad for his business
Go away..

For...

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