Best Caps Poems

Irish accents quake my female southland.
Males 'neath Newsboy Caps stimulate dreamland.
Irish yearns may want touch,
Did not seek to feel such.
Ireland trips could stimulate mate's backhand....

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A beige sun cap was found
floating in the lake where
he was last seen swimming.

A cradle cap lies with the sweet
powdery baby scent still
lingering in her empty crib.

A blue baseball ball cap on
wet pavement amidst broken
glass fragments and bent bicycle.

A green girl scout cap clinging
to brush...

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save the pitch

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Graduation  Day
Caps  Gowns -- Smiles  Sounds -- Cheers  Beers  Tears...
               School - Goodbye...Life - Hi!...

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Bought my grandkids Caps for Sale
And checked when it was written - 
Back in 1940! Still,
The story has me smitten.

A peddler cannot sell the caps
He carries on his head
And so he takes a nap beneath
A giant tree instead.

On waking, all the caps are gone
But way...

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WHEN I SEE PEOPLE START TO WRITE WITH CAPS LOCK ON
I BASH MY HEAD AGAINST A ROCK UNTIL I'M GONE
THEY DO NOT EVEN TAKE THE TIME TO PUNCTUATE
AND ALSO GRAMMAR DO THEY CHOOSE TO DESECRATE

BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE
I SWEAR IF I SEE YOU I'LL...

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'Tis purty easy to size up a feller by the cap he wears,
By glancin' at the message that on his cap he shares.
Boldy emblazoned is a logo bright and clear,
Revealin' his dubious tastes and facts about his career!

A farmer is apt to wear a cap...

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Fingertips move the keyboard taps,
over time my patience just snaps;
Pulse raises in my bloodstream 
hard to hold back a scream
when you shout at me in caps....

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Shiny happy people floating upon blue green waves of serenity
while the world turns black in their peripheral...

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It’s another day in paradise; and the girls are oh so fine
             It’s another day in paradise; and I’m in the welfare line.
There’s no bread up in my cupboards; and my peanut butters...

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How swiftly my thoughts fly now
  to corduroy pants and caps

Facing a howling northeaster
  whistles, the rally of hunting dogs
     ~ the pointer locked, stock-still...

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In this age of instant communication
Sending my thoughts with great elation
CAPS do the trick
For those a bit thick
Sorry for shouting from the far away location...

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All the hats to destroy 
To say hats off 
All the hats to destroy 
To say caps off...

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Sometimes my mind just wonders off 
As if it hopped out of my head carrying a bandanna on a stick
Getting it back is like fighting a bull , something that catches your attention 
Not knowing why I think random things , things in no relevance...

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white caps of

 Kilimanjaro...

crest...wind-blown, shoreward...

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