Best Eyeball Poems

It was quite a party at the old Spooks house,
to a spooktactular Samba they bobbed and bounced.
with skeletons banging their big ox-bone drums,
and the pumpkins...

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Note: This is a sequel to the previous poem "Idiot" with the imagination of what if..................    


Angel


I have awoken from my nightmares
I...

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Oh - Emm - Geeeee !!!

Who me??

OMG!...I'm gonna wig out, doing this poem!!
A ditz like me writing for a freakin’ contest, no less!!!??
You gotta be...

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My grandmother lost her glass eye
She sneezed when she breathed in a fly
As her eyeball flew by
She exclaimed my oh my
My glass eye has learned...

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Think Again

I think of stuff all day
I think of stuff all night
Sometimes I think stupid
Sometimes I think bright
But I never think it wrong
Cos I am...

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Ghost Buster’s Eve
‘Tis the time
to shoot slime.

Adults Only Costume Party
Sex kittens prance.
Sultry nurses dance.

Party Food
Served eyeball soup
and goopity goop

A Bobbing Good Time?
Apple I get;
face sopping...

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When I awaken, I am in my classroom
The math professor is in the middle of a lecture
Then . . . there she is
The girl I...

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the only tree for a thousand miles 
gave him welcome if temporary shade
a kaleidoscope of mockingbirds filling its branches
it was no longer possible to be...

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She's empty handed!

NO EYEBALL TREATS OR GUT STEW?

Withering disgust


10/10/17...

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Drac's the new food taster at Halloween
He dare not admit, he wasn't too keen
For solid food is not his natural cuisine
But Satan chose him instead...

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It's Warm,
and it feels good and yellow.
It's Bright
and bounces off your eyeball like a trampoline.
It's Loud,
and makes people howl and bellow.
It's Brilliant,
and glistens with a...

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I can’t write tonight
As I eyeball
The full moon 
Blinking behind 
The passing clouds.

It’s watching me 
Watching it
Two creatures 
Confronting one another
Waiting to see
What the other
Does...

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BLACKNESS
No racism, we are all made of black
Like a bacon-eating balaclava-wearing bachelor Jack,
And even if you're white or Caucasian,
Can't run from black hair like typical...

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Perry's Disinclination for Mushrooms

A mushroom is not something new
Inside some pasta or a stew. 
But, when it comes to feeding Perry,
A mushroom is extraordinary!

John's Surgery

An...

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How I Met My Hubby (Summer 1955 ~ using 1950s slang)

I answered the horn—it was my friend, Bobby.
He told me he knows someone I might...

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