Best Cushy Poems

One Sided Love...

Her dazzling saccharine smile...
Her tremendously appealing hairstyle...
Her varicoloured melodious voice...
Her serene coruscating eyes...

Oh, this excruciating one-sided love
When will it be a felicitous two-sided love?
One-sided love is sore and two-sided love is treacly
Just you know, one-sided love is not ugly

Do you have any idea...

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TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE

I’m giving up, can’t take no more, I’ve reached the final straw,
How do you find a flamin’ job when you’ve turned fifty-four,
I’ve knocked on nigh a thousand doors and trudged a million miles,
To find me name pushed into draws, in the...

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Synchronized
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

Long and slender with graceful curves   
Your embrace, curled close to my back.
Two peas in a pod, loves reserves.
Souls seek sweet slumber without lack.

Steadfastly, adoration grows.
And night’s sleeping becomes a dance.
Darkness befalls tomorrow’s glow.
Hypnotic grandeur grants...

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There's been bedlam down at the food bank store
Rushing and shoving through the opened door
I've even seen fighting there on the floor.

What's happening to people, can’t they share?
When it appears there's hunger everywhere
All we need is some love, kindness and care.

* * *

Again I'm going...

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When you look at me, you immediately form an opinion.
Your inconsiderate opinion is more often a wrong one.                           ...

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I don't care anymore. You are the most wonderful thing I've ever seen in my life. 
Everytime you look at me I want to explode.  You're doing some sort of yoga move in front 
of me which you claim not to be yoga with...

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The game was on, the ball preparing itself;
Meditation would help it to handle the force
Of the bat when it smacked.

Ball loved to fly, fast and furious, so a few bruises and minor pain, meant nothing to him.

Ball steeled himself as the pitch was thrown; what...

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Why, on the day of his birth,
did Jesus leave his cushy job
of sitting a kingly throne
to enter this rotten world 
on a newborn baby's cry?
	Tell me why.

Why did Jesus walk hunger's path,
from town to town on weary feet,
having chosen common men
to pace the lonely miles...

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Politician; “IT’S NOT MY FAULT,”
as someone digs another burial vault.
If people think the job is cushy,
they can kiss my oval sitting tushy.

Politician; “I’M NOT TO BLAME,”
we had to play this stupid war game.
Always send our best, look how well they fought,
just measure the freedom their...

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Snake Oil Free Speech
          by Odin Roark

Listen close
Here’s what’s going to happen

This is where the rubber leaves the road
The father gripping the wheel
The mother with Coleman cooler at her feet
Beach towels and blankets on her lap
Clueless...

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01001101 01111001  01010110 01010010

yeah ...
they hijacked my mind, man -
hard-wired my neural synapses
said I'd be famous ...
(wealthy, certainly)
With MY financial issues
what choice, really?
Family no longer cares -
they gave up on me ages ago
(who can blame?)
so here I am … pfffffft!!

the sci-geeks wanted to see...

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Donald was born with life cushy
It’s known that he can be pushy
Expect this bully
To grab for things wooly
Like a fine pussy that’s bushy  


Author's note: Get ready for the under the table shenanigans at state dinners....

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You may think it's cushy sat here on my throne
But life at the top bears a price of its own.
For though I get fed with delectable jelly
Just look what it's done to my poor royal belly!
My once waspish waist was the talk of the hive
Yet...

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I love to be outdoors,
but hiking, I don't commit.
I'll pick the cushy swing,
for my lazy butt to sit.

Umbrella drink in hand,
but lacking the umbrella.
When my life reminds me,
I'm fine without a fella.

Under the old maple,
where my cushy swing does fit.
I really take a chance,
with the...

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There, There! Good Children!
I say to the furniture gracing my space, 
semi-circling the weary gray eye 
of the television, as if it were the center
of the world.  It's tired, but YOU are 
to rest upon. Support for  the watchers 
in my diminishing world:...

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