Best Fiddly Poems

Liberty's tree is reeling drunk indeed
upon the life of saints and patriots alike
though I speak of a hit and run strike
men are crushed in her wine press of need

Why did she pluck such a good fellow?
who fought our beasts of oppression
who peddle sorrow, tears and...

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A fresh college graduate looking for a job
To undergo trials one of which is the typing test
Handed over a text passage to pound on the keypad
Typing 40 to 50 words per minute, I needed to press

Facing a manual typewriter, rested fingers to home keys
Try to...

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Jhonny Knuckleblaster 
dum diddly did,
go further
on doddly down
the crick
than his durn daddy had
ever before

He fiddly middly found
a fine finny fish
big as a wish
larger, larger, larger
than he'd ever wished.
Catch it, catch it, catch it,
gotta catch that fine
finny fish.

On doddly down
all short summer long
gotta, gotta, gotta
catch it,...

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I set off on an ambitious journey;
Several years gone I embarked on a travel
To a beautiful destination miles away,
And I did not know the paths very well.

I thought it would take a year or two
To reach that much-desired end,
But it’s a whole seven years now
And...

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Let’s talk numbers

I talk one language, need no more. This world
Needs but one thing. A number line
Digressing time,
And all the things within. 
Poetic sigh as freedom cries. Creative
arts are dead.
Financially, ecstatically
You celebrate this win.
Stats, figures, percentages loom around       ...

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Noise everywhere for me alone 
Yes I don’t like disturbance, while I study
From my bedroom to the library
I once at home started reading in a tone
Every now and then there is a knock, so petty 
Busy all the time, not fit to study
I have to...

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I have a little greenhouse
It sits wobbly on the hill
Constructed from a kitset
Requiring monumental skill

A 40 page instruction book
Said it was a simple task to do
But I was not convinced
That this was entirely true

A fragile aluminium frame
Held with 500 fiddly screws
Was a testing of my...

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Stuffed Toys And Boardgames 

A tinker mending 
     clockwork trains
And other broken things, 

Peered over his 
     wiry spectacles 
Scrutinising unwound springs.

Between the jars 
     of shiny screws,
Bits of wire and naked flames...

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ALLITERATION
ON A THERAPIST’S TREATMENT

To physically fit my fickle frame
I found the fame of the following dame:
  From sit to somewhat surely stand
I can, when I concur with her command.

When I wearily wend my wobbly way 
Debbie certainly does say
“Prance a dance on this piddly...

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Salty tears freefall the slopes of your cheeks colliding into the palms of my hand 
I’ll be your lake only collecting water of your brand 

when you lack imagination which leads to frustration
I’ll go pick a bouquet flowers and grass for you to use as...

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Varying tactics to deftest tongues, 
I find it a futile taxing of tired lungs; 
She hears finer tropes with disdain, 
And loves lips that deal daring pain.

For fibs she sworn truths exchanged; 
At once dazzled by such fiddly verbs
As paint fabled shades of gilded gold,...

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I go knowing exactly what I want
I am particular in my liking
Shoes must be comfortable to wear
For both dancing and for hiking

I know they say they flatter
But stilettos are not my fave
Let’s be honest, they hurt like hell
They’re only for the brave

Fiddly buckles, wispy straps
Both...

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When I threw the wee unhandy gloves away, 
The smiling little cold hands watched the display,
And the clock struck ‘high five’ and chimed ‘hooray’ 

Putting gloves on small hands can cause much dismay,
No more small fingers to get stuck or go astray,
When I threw the...

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Fiddly dee, fiddly dum
I love blowing bubbles
With my bubble gum
I chew and chew until it has lost its taste
Then give it to you so it won't waste,
The bubbles left in my bubble gum....

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{ emo music inspired poem }

ELEPHANT WOMAN 

She is Elephant Woman 
you cannot hide from her
in houses of brick or glass or 
lined velvet curtains
whether it sits on Signal Hill
or in Newlands bourgeois class 
cannot run to mantra mats, rosaries
cheese savouries or even 
Sulawesi forest...

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