Best Dump Poems

If elephants were able to fly
 And soar above the clouds on high
 We'd just become a clump
 When they took a dump
 And that we can't deny!
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Here in the trash I found a wonderful thing,
Slightly sticking up from the furniture bin.

Covered in dirt with four legs and a stand,
Was a wonderful piece that needs my hand.

I reached down to grab it from within the trash,
I noticed a beautiful ruffled bright sash.

The...

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I once knew a guy named Constantine
Who fell for a girl named Clementine,
And they started to date
But this was her sad fate,
Dumped her the week before Valentine.


Poor Clementine her heart was broken
She thought that he loved her for certain,
After Valentine's day
He called her to say,
I'm...

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If my heart breaks and there’s no one around
Does it still make a sound
Does it still fall to the floor
And shatter on the ground
And if I buy a million rolls of duck tape
And a dump truck full of staples
Can I patch it back together 
If...

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Limericks crochetés: Once a cardsharp comic called Don Dump

Once a cardsharp comic called Don Dump
Made father’s money jump during slump
Dreamed of ruling this earth
Joined campaign (in) stand-up mirth
Made people laugh without using trump.

He played to the gallery hirsute
Soon his jokes turned sauerkraut through soot
Before long...

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In many and many ages hence
Standing on a hill that makes no sense
Archaeologist dig way down
Found way beneath a Royal Crown
Bad odor becoming intense

(This for Limerick Game or whatever passed from C.E.McMillen.  I pass the Limerick torch to 
Doris Culverhouse lovely daughter)....

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Poem about Sudbury, Ontario, Canada


A skyline for a slag line.
A glowing melting rock.
An acid burning slag dump.
The miners on the clock!

The sunset meets the hill.
A seam of orange and fire.
Black smoke ascending from it.
The thickest form of mire.

A cauldron tipped and flowing.
A soup's heat puddle...

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They said “La Coquille is beautiful” they led me on, they lied,
It's nothing but a one horse town and now the horse has died.
It sits astride a major road, it's neither here nor there
Amazing if you're passing through, but visit if you dare
There's absolutely nothing...

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Countdown to Armageddon precariously hinges 
   potential apocalypse outcome, mere smattering days away
if the brazen, fierce-some dragon doth don 
   trumps presidential throne - 
   ships with whistling  Dixie missiles at bay
will be synchronized with aerial bombardiers 
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Great white turns abrupt
Snorkeling to interrupt
Bloody waves erupt

By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX...

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They lie stagnant day by day,year by year as time goes idly by.
Their days of glory has ended but not totally forgotten.
All colors,makes,models,years are placed in their final resting place,
like the dead in a secluded cometary.

Bushes and shrubs have overgrown them from view.
Broken headlights,busted tire...

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Little Red Dump Truck
by Odin Roark

How squeaky the wheels
The hand propelled truck
Of my youth

Through bush and flower cover
I pushed my dreams
Shovel scooped some earth
Loaded up the bed
Pushed to the berry patch
Dumped
Watered
Watched air bubbles
As my load seeped into more earth
Becoming oneness again

How precious
Those squeaks
Now but echoed...

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to parlay view to unleash nuclear weapons on cue
destroying vast swaths of flora and fauna,
   most inn no cent life forms pay hefty due
to assuage aggressively cruel, enjoyably 

   growling goal, and indubitably kick ass mindset worse 
   than...

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It isn’t hard to explain
You do my head in
There, can I make it any more plain
You dress like a man
Make love like the dead
Does anything else need to be said
So without further ado
I say goodbye from me to you
Okay well said
Here she comes
Right, go for...

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Our dog is relaxing for the first time in almost eighteen hours.
The interloper is finally gone.
She is so relieved; I have never heard her sigh this deeply and we have had her for seven years.
Yes, I am referring to the bulldog-pit bull mix puppy that...

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