Best Butted Poems

If we have butted heads and you're feeling run over
If the words that I speak send you running for cover
If my swift, wicked comebacks can...

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A fallacy, that every 'once upon a time' 
is a beautiful fantasy, for some hold lies
Fairytales have a hero, but also a villain
masked in sheep's...

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I once had a goat who loved to swim
I enrolled him at our local gym
I know, I know, it was just a whim!
Do tell!

He did...

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Remembering Mrs. Sully always makes my face break out into smiling mode.
Her face was as craggy as a grave, there was an aluminum tooth on...

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Waves of the sea of darkness
Break …. Break … Break
against cotton cloud rocks,
and heighten my loneliness.  

Calves that hopped around,
and bulls that smelled the...

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The old country vet traversed Henry County over hill and dell.

He was a familiar sight in his buggy pulled by his horse, old Nelly Bell!

He...

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We ran through shy-scraper's maze 
Amazed at how they set our pace
Trapped by lack of  space
We butted heads through small door frames
All part of...

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Babysitting bloody goats,


Babysitting bloody goats,
Baaaa baaaa twinkletoes has notes,
Trying to get some bloody sleep,
Sounds like a rabid rancid sheep,
 a lonesome goat, you know it,
wheres...

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We are all going to celebrate the jubilee!
Buzzed the over dubiously excited bumblebee.
Do we have to pay in pollen? Is there a fee?
Asked his cousin...

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Once manifested on the 
heel of Adagio in G major,
balancés and assemblés from 
the back hand. Baryshnikov told
me to flatten my stomach, so I 
repressed...

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I believe I will go to St. Croix,
Where the balmy air I will truly enjoy
With lots of fine sand
And a big butted man
Who I can...

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Called Mental Cases

Just finished and completed my usual early
morning three poems. I have cursed you
with the last one first. It is designed to
prepare you for...

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I accuse .....  Part 1

My inner hedonistic self long to villainy inclined
Dwelling too long on flamboyance and enshrined
A morbid,horrible indeed skirt chaser
Endeavoring to beguile...

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Clouded vision as I wake up early morning. Just before dawn, so the neighbor's still snoring. Got 2 messages from my boss sounding ticked. So,...

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By George P. Lumayag
https://georgelumayag.weebly.com

The Super Snow Moon lighted our bleeding hearts,
That we’re staging the National Arts Month in February;
It reminded us to the king like...

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