Best Flip Flop Poems

This is my black Christmas
I have nothing left to lose
I’m a bare footed white walker with no shoes
It’s okay burly guy don’t cry
I’ve found my...

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Sticky smears on the table top.
on the couch spilled soda pop
one chewed up shoe and one flip-flop
I’m doomed to clean this mess non-stop
  ...

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Take away my static hair,
My thick, wool toque, my glassy eyes.
Take away the chilly air,
The endless clouds, the covered skies.

Give me back my sun-streaked hair,
My...

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Pinhead Lizard
Ever since he was a young boy
He played with balls of fire
From church halls to Soho brothels
He must have had them all
Aint seen nothing...

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Surly Sally slipped and lost a flip flop
at a hearty party in a bungalow with Billy.
while dancing and prancing to hip hop
whirling and twirling and...

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As I hear clinks of your cups
I can listen to orange sounds in your ample eyes
I can hear your obvious highs as if nearing a...

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DANNY BOY 

Danny Boy!
I'm not your kind of girl
You own a He-Man classic toy
Rapping slams like She-Ra

Your slam has no style
 if I want to...

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With my blue eyes
I watched you find the lost
The place that should have always been
That place absent of shame and sin
Colour separation was meant to...

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A gentle cough, a quiet word, a morning breeze, a waking bird,
Into her box her letters fall, soft flip flop slippers down a hall,
A radio...

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Dear strong, mysterious Mr. Richter,
I have adored you all semester.

It's all about the way you say "cosign"
and the command you give to busy equations.
You keep...

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Thus it begins—
A free-verse epic
Into the mind of
A writer and an idiot—
A romantic and, 
Often a pessimist
Conjoined in arbitrary glory
Are the thoughts and words 
Of...

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True love is unquestionable. 
What is true love?
To me; it is more feeling based rather than definitively worded. 
Emotional attached, formed mentalities that are equally...

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I'm not in step with the Serious Bards
For me, it's the sillier words that chime
I see quadrangles instead of a yard
Jaunty hootenannies I find sublime

I...

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In the Meadow, I hear a POP!
Drip Drop , Drip Drop!
I can't seem to hear the Clip, Clop!
So off I run with a little Hip-Hop!


In...

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It happened many years ago, just after World War ll.
When I was just a little girl with lots to see and do.
A visit to my...

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