Best Dan Poems

Peg-Leg Pete the Pirate was a very evil man,
He used to eat his dinner from a filthy frying pan,
And when he’s finished eating he’d play “catch me if you can”
With his desperado first-mate known as Dirty Deadeye Dan.

Now Dan was quite a ladies man, but...

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What a quandary Dan, you find yourself in
Choosing a membership fit for a PS king
Why mull over it to see what others think?
You know you love exploring the PS link
Reading and writing poetry everyday
It seems obvious that Premium is the way
One, two or even Life...

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Truly, it is people like you that make life magnificent
I can’t imagine this site without a delightful you
You seem to glow in this amazing supernova of light
Never bursting, but gently yet powerfully shining through
I’m known to be a gloomy poet sometimes
But nevertheless you sense the...

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Dan's a man of poetry
Sweet and kind to you and me
Greeting poets with a smile
With his grace and gentle style
He builds you up with inspiration
That's why I write this dedication
To a man I call a friend
Great comments he will always send
A heart of gold he...

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The marshal saddled up as dawn broke over old Dodge City.
Upon town rabble and mean hombres he took no pity!
He donned his ten-gallon hat and strapped on his gun.
On his vest the marshals' badge gleamed in the rising sun!

Sheepskin chaps and fancy boots completed his...

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Dear Dan, I sit here every day in class
behind you at this desk, but barely can
I concentrate on what the teacher says,
for you are such a wonderful young man.

Since Junior high, I’ve liked you very much.
I felt entranced the first time that I saw
your sweet...

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brocoli rob
smoke the hemp
the day after that mechanical man Al Gore took the stand
I couldn't cry over Bourdain
tried to see what he was up to next but it was too late
a Chinese man was in the alley taking a pee pee
just after elder Bush touched...

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There once was a man named Dan
Who sat with a paper fan.
He sat in the sun
and had such fun
and wound up with quite a tan....

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Can you see me?
No you can't...
Though it is I
A poet named Dan

I write to the world
In strange new ways
Spreading love,and joy
Through out all my days
May they be many
Or just a few
I spread this love
With thoughts of all you

Can you feel me?
I know you can...
For they...

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Back in fifth grade, there was this obnoxious guy.
I always wanted to hit him in the face with a pie.
It often crossed my mind.  I wanted to give it a try.
What inspired me was the Soupy Sales show.
Dan was just asking for it. ...

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Once upon a time ....
A little boy was born
He cried when he was born
as most babies do
It was a nice little boy
named Dan

He was born into an ordinary family
Mother, father, siblings, grandma and grandpa
Soft blankets and a crib to sleep in
Unfortunately, not always real life...

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<                             Driving along in my automobile
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I am Dan, to some, Dan The Man
I peed my pants for too long
to be the man.

Before I say why; know, 
it will make me cry.
Will it you? Or only sigh.
To sigh or cry, let us try.

They gave me cinnamon sticks
dusty and sharp,
eat these, you'll...

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I once knew a man named Dan
Who got a tan in a frying pan
He turned the heat down low
Rolled around to and fro
Now tan is the man named Dan...

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apologies to Robert W. Service
There’s a tale that is told
In the night Yukon cold
Of the shooting of Dan Mc Grew
The truth as it’s known
Is a legend that’s grown
And the truth is known by very few

It’s twenty years on
The Malamutes gone
There’s nobody left from that night

But...

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