Best Cartwheeling Poems

When I woke up this morning, I had a good feeling
For fear of broken bones I refrained from cartwheeling
Instead I uttered a tiny "yee haw"
And...

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it is a  straight   path   that   time  unwinds
 yet   we   create  the...

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"Colours in a Cloud Speak" 

The colours 
of a world 
speak 

no one 
has time 
to listen

The spectrums 
speak like
music, lucid

like clouds
that pulse ultraviolet
in front...

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Have you swam the forests      under the seas
glided it's waters          ...

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I

 
Take out the caked grimy faucet plug

Let those unseen crawlies dive and duck

           ...

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A barrel of oink is a snout snaffling. Order of pig sect of oink. In a pink summersaulting cartwheeling ham chunk. Wee wee weeeee. Rolling....

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Female parts can be so appealing
The mere sight of 'em tends to send me reeling
I pant and I drool
As I enter her vestibule
All hell breaks...

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Millipede. Multitude. Millionaire damson. When elevation is caused by an unauthorized z code a b could be an m an an m could be a...

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Mr Wiz, Munchkin Land
Be so kind to lend a hand...

Cartwheeling cottage? how daft is that
Landed quite safely, all level and flat
Some midget fellow said, who...

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Typing teddies talk. Their furry hands have great speeds over keys. Perfectly adjusted to any form of typewriter, word processor, laptop and keyboards, or the...

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Hi, hello, I'm not writing this to be cold or 
condemning, considering I've politely
played by your rulebook since the beginning
Before you asked and i started...

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Saturday Clown

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A long sleeved sweater is far more applicable than a cardigan in a heat wave located in the bathroom. But falling snowflakes from showerheads is...

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Life of the Grasshopper





The birds are flying south for winter
The chipmunks have squirreled away a stash
The ants have slaved all summer to survive
But another season...

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Life is not cricket: though a game of cricket reflects life 
It portrays real-life conditions; from cradle to urn 
Starting with toss of a coin;...

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