Best Crotchety Poems

Been called sexy, been called old and crotchety
Maybe I'm somewhere in between
I'm probably closer to the sex symbol type
With this body, you know what I...

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There must be something besides love
Another good topic for a poem
Perhaps I'll write about nature and stuff
And the chilly winds a-blowin'

November in Canada has that...

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If you hope to be one of means and property,
And to be perceived as truly ‘one of a kind’, 
Never tolerate or accept mediocrity.

Develop, while...

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Dear old Santa Claus was about to go out of his mind!
'Twas nigh Christmas Eve and his schedule was way behind!
His lazy elves had let...

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Curiosity concerning Careen’s covert chocolate and candy cache
causes children’s cartoon crusader Charlie a calamity!

Careen’s childminding cousin Charlie and carelessly closes her candy cupboard ...
curious Charlie’s...

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Cooped within ancient bodies, this inhabitant 
dwells amongst an elder net 
of crabby, crotchety, curmudgeonly claque 
of old folks, only a portion of population I...

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Six months from now and it's curtains for me
I'll crash through the barrier of 80
I'll officially be old and crotchety and senile
Pablum after my morning...

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We boarded the busy, bustling bus
Adults and children – it transported us
When a crotchety man I knew as a neighbor
Exhibited his usual Scrooge-like behavior

He snorted...

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Love those who love you
Appreciate those who appreciate you
A dog never bites its owner
If a dog does just that, it ought to be gently put...

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Now at an advanced crotchety age
namely three score plus one Earth
orbitz around the nearest star,
yours truly revisits
poignant episodes foisting
launching snapchatting

one after another crisis
sidelining ability to...

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Leprechaun

The Leprechaun sprung from the corn,
said "me name is Paddy,
Dontcha be looking all forlorn,
I aint a real gone baddie,"

"For me pot of gold, sell ya...

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Yikes, aside from mental
     health re: psychotherapy,
     which haint the worse
cyst phase of being
   ...

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Nationwide Insurance twas on my side yay
cuz, earlier this July forth
     two thousand eighteen ja way
windows closed, doors locked, and

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Fireworks are still popping in my neighborhood
Long after July 4th; I keep thinking they’ll stop,
And hope so soon for the sake of brotherhood!

Celebrations are meaningful...

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From blank screen to logorrhea, I write with confused adumbrations

Methinks hmm, perhaps
I admittedly self plagiarize and quite aware
aforementioned amalgamated, conglomerated, 
fabricated, jerry rigged, and organized...

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