Best Colas Poems

I sure am missin' fishin'
Sittin' by a stream
A cooler full of colas
Livin' out a dream

The gentle, lazing waters
Slowly driftin' by
I watch my bobber floatin'
And I can only sigh

I reel it in and cast again
Against the currents flow
Then settle back to watch it drift
With dangling bait...

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Each passing day I'm  turning huge n  huger
I look ugly n feel sicker n sicker
I dont gorge down huge helping
Nor too many colas I'm  gulping
The only culprit must be sitting with kids and snaking 
This is onething that gives my weight a...

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Granny cut off our credit at the store.
You were going to school
So we thought you could do anything.
We'll write a note, we decided,
Joe can write.
We devised a long list.
Sam, who was four, said, "Don't forget to sign Bert's name."
So you did, we thought...
Off we marched...

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SAFE   BUT   BORED

First it was cigarettes  and their warnings about survival
From no less a person than  the surgeon general.
Then bottles of beer with brief messages polite 
About shortened life, or complications with eyesight.
All are important,  but only the...

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THE ENCOUNTER…

The World Wide Web.
Yahoo Personals.
Yahoo Profile.
Yahoo Posting.
Yahoo Photo Sharing.
Yahoo Instant Message Communications.
Yahoo Email Correspondents.
Homely Phone Calls.

THE FIRST DATE…

Morning Breakfast at McDonalds.
Afternoon Movie at the Cinemas.
Afternoon Lunch at McDonalds.
Dinner at McDonalds.
The Fourth of July Fireworks in the Park.
The Fifth of July, The First Kiss.

THE ENGAGEMENT...

Spontaneous.
Michigan...

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My hubby likes chicken dumplins
I like my cheddar cheese
Thank God I married someone like him
Who is not very hard to please

He sure likes his colas and sodas
I like my water and tea
It really doesn’t matter to him
Just so he still has me

He is not, but...

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Each passing day I'm  turning hugern huger
I look ugly n feel sicker n sicker
I dont gorge down huge helping
Nor too many colas I'm  gulping
The only culprit must be sitting with kids and snaking 
This is onething that gives my weight a backing
Ive been...

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Freddy the Fly was
disembarking at ,
long last...

And if you noticed
his face, perchance.
.the very thought of
six hundred tears
falling happenstance

He'd booked a lay- over
in the Alleghany swarmps
Cause someone told him
A few "Crock and  Colas"
"Will put some nice sharp
shoes where you need them

But 
   ...

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October is a full box of thirty-six crayolas
Oranges, reds, gold…like sparkling colas,
Refreshing the soul like vibrant violas
Taking us higher in colorful gondolas,
All the true colors of summer gladiolas.

Rustle of the browns much like brawn
Damp with the dew of the early dawn,
Rich golden brews just freshly...

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So wicked is the night, that she lures me into a forbidden.
Full of hollow shelves that were left barren by hungry hands,
that couldn't comprehend that they needed their eyes to read,
and left starved by stupidity, that their death was left to feed.
And what am I...

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Marking time in pencil life is not a pair of pants or shirts worn out on elbows 
when the chance comes to dance under the shorter rung of limbo peculiar to the 
nocturne creature eye become the dancer arms all askimbo as eye move...

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I remember as a young child,
sitting on the stone steps
of my South Philadelphia
neighborhood,

Inquisitively witnessing
the massive amounts
of scattered debris,
sprinkled across
the concrete sidewalks
& black asphalt streets...

Like a nuclear waste site
of embittered souls in retreat,
from something I had yet to really meet,

but what interested me
was the clear
& dark
&...

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rival colas can't be in the same diner ~ there's no chance for world peace...

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To see America in this place makes me weep,
when the only hope we have to spread our message.
Maybe to take up our arms and march through the street,
in an attempt to save ourselves from the wreckage.

They regulate all our thoughts and actions freely,
as they sell...

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