Best Gyro Poems

Psychotherapy, micro-bearably.
Pyro-merrily, gyro-herapy, 
lots of chatter, bright new ways,
all pointing to one result.
If we are kind to each other,
if we follow our natural loving hearts,
none of these ways or theories 
will be needed by anybody.
Be nice. Be kind. Be considerate.
Treat others the way you want...

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Phobias
	A Bluto is not that Disney dog
	It was when a mewling 
	that I would scream 
	Should they wet my body
	And then apply cream
	
	Ablutophobia – fear of bathing, washing, or cleaning
	
	Achluo the demon that lurks
	In darkened corners
	The long toothed life suckers realm
	I am scared as the...

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*This poem was written for Nikko's contest.  The letters "H E A D S" weren't allowed.  I won 1st place in the contest :)


Pimp, Cowboy, Gigolo willfully confirm Cook off
Vow to cook juicy concoction!
Pimp forgot cumin, Gigolo forgot flour, Cowboy forgot corn
Gigolo plotting...

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I drink my root beer
with soggy fries
soiled buns
Hamburg runs
while watching the tube
in an unsightly nude
give me a Draft or an A&W glass
sitting in this position, it hurts my advancing Ass
AMERICAN IDOL:THE OLD FOSSIL REVUE
Plenty of Famous Farts dying to perform for you
Sir Mick and Madam...

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in intriguing little crime scene
we have here eh Inspector Marsupial
a freeway overpass whore's 
cardboard box and mattress
and a paperclip necklace 
juxtaposed on a dissecting table
at some point a losing strategy
has to be examined
even if the last conclusion is
that we are here to be punished
for being...

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BEDROOM EYES

In the bedroom behind your eyes
  Clothes are strewn about,
    Open drawers display unwashed articles and misplaced matches,
      Crumpled photos of discarded men
        Lay scattered like fallen soldiers...

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I set the date
Hope I am not late
To save some souls
From chilly fate

The year of our Lord
Dial one nine, one two
From my home-based lab
After locking in-situ

A gyro spins
A crackle, a flash
I land on the deck
With a terrible crash

Oh souls that surround me
Running here and around
Never...

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Tender sliced beef sauteed lightly
Wrapped in Gyro Bread
Arugula bitter bite
Horseradish sauce covered
Sauteed onions dressed
Treat!

My inspiration:"Taste Of Summer" By Brian Strand...

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We two are designed to these ebbs and troughs,  
Gyro dynamic tempos to clench the soul, 
And gnawingly let go,
Let flow 
Far far away into sunsets,
And let grow further away into context,
 Vegetate a garden of Compiegne lustful deceit,
 And profanely reap the dreams...

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SOP OF A SONGBIRD
At the labyrinth of life
Fear of its complex nature griped our heart
Like a stranger at a tripartite junction.
Worries came afterward , humping us high and dry with impossible mission
Life became humdrum in a fixed gyration
And like a gyro, our earth revolves
Sonorously ,...

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Thair are two detectives , kershaw and grey ! Thay chase the badgize and 

Make them pay ! Thay eat lots of fried chicken in bed ! The hot sauce & ketchup 

Turns thair sheets red ! Avery grey looks half Japanese ! Edith kershaw...

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My eyes open to the feeling of the warm sunshine glow 
The bed feels so good that getting up will be slow
Peering through my bedroom window and seeing there isn’t any snow 
The news report was again a no show 
I go into the shower,...

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SOP OF A SONGBIRD
At the labyrinth of life
Fear of its complex nature griped our heart
Like a stranger at a tripartite junction.
Worries came afterward , humping us high and dry with impossible mission
Life became humdrum in a fixed gyration
And like a gyro, our earth revolves
Sonorously ,...

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She’s walking in the rain
Water inside her shoes
She Forget her umbrella
They forecast rain in the news

Sometimes she forgets simple things
Because her mind is far away
There’s man who holds her heart?’
Who lives in the U.S.A.

And he’s cooking this morning
And he burns the brown sugar
Because his mind...

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I Remembered Elvis 
I was just----------thinking. 
How many teen ager girls wanted Elvis? 
How many hopes and dreams 
were shattered then, 
When 
when he married the Pricilla. 
I remembered Elvis? 
Gyro on the stage. 
Elvis the Pelvis they were calling him. 
Most of us just...

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