Best Johnny Appleseed Poems

Our old friend Johnny Appleseed
Was a bit of a kook all agreed
Always wore a tin pot on his head
Kept himself dry and also well fed

Johnny...

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"Johnny Appleseed" is a children's song, sung to the tune of "The Battle Hymn of the 
Republic".

Oh, do you know the story of Old Johnny...

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Johnny was a lover of God's country
who roamed cherished land because he was free.
A skilled outdoorsman with backcountry charms,
he donned a burlap sack with holes...

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I'll bring the avocados
And feed you as you come for safaris
Like my mother did, further beyond the Kalahari
And we can share the dips, the spreads...

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Back in the early 30's and 40's in Southern New Mexico
Was a traveling preacher watching over his herd
Never had a church like we know
He did...

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basket of green and red apples 
fullscreen fruitful seeds planted 
rotten apples in my eyes
have no demise
I find useful rotten fruit laying
in the middle of...

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How do I Thank You 
for watching over my child 

investing your 

time 

energy 

focus 

and 

passion 

in him  

Every  

day? 

How do...

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I
How long have I been doing this
Throwing my time & money
Into a hole
Filling up notebooks
Mining overheard conversation
For lines
Squeezing the sponge
Of my wine soaked
Mind
Into the bucket
Of...

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there's something now in America's room
to give us a sense of uncommon gloom

may be a smart guy, a financial advisor
with a hundred minus 99 an...

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A  is for the apple trees of Johnny Appleseed, 
    planting economic freedom 
    from sea to shining...

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Jackie sat on a hill outside and began to read.
He was chastised by one Johnny Appleseed.
Why do you waste your time? Come help me get...

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::::::::::::::::::::::::  APPLE


     Never true from seed
     wild card with every new sprout
    ...

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Transaurius

Divined from a thousand novellas
On the cusp of hallucination
Somewhere between the monastery and the circus.........

Devoid of any specious goodness
Deficient in any and all pragma
Having escaped...

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Let’s rhyme today Trixie said.
She thumped me soundly on my head.
Tweet Tweet Tweet Twee.
Bleat Bleat Bleat Blee.
Let’s dance around the poetry tree!

I was not in...

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Of Johnny Appleseed,
Two things we know.
He loved apples and walked alone.

For fifty some years he roamed the prairie.
He carried his seeds,
Planting them where no apples...

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