Best Klutz Poems

I’ve picked it up a hundred times
yet dropped it just once more
So I give up, the blasted thing
can lay there on the floor

And stepping out...

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Beautiful forest 
Hiking with brave friends I trust
I hopscotch across
River rock, slippery moss
Fell on my butt, soaking wet

I'm such a dumb klutz
Everyone laughs their guts...

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I was forever losing things, and my laughing friends called me a klutz,
Like darker skies misplace buttery sun, when a severe storm develops.

I had once...

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Higgs was a hockey player built like a truck
he was mean, obscene, and had plenty of pluck.
Other players called him Klutz
declaring they hated his guts
thus...

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Christmas Eve is finally here
Add Dragon's fun plus
Santas' winter run
Then celebrate Christ all year
But then we are weird so...

May the Angels' forgive us
Dragon made a...

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Hark! Hark! The pesky dog doth bark,

   And deposits indiscretions in the park!

      Perhaps doggie wouldn't be such...

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Occasionally we should expose the wackier lobe of the brain
in order to better appreciate the more sensible side of the mind.
    ...

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Do you still call me in your dreams?
Fetus pillow ,how I miss your feet
Alarmclock flashes through molasses
Teary pillow tangled sheets

Recalling conversation
Questioning the answers
Recoiling in retreat
C'mon...

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I brought you all here today
For something very important I have to say
An apology of some sorts
Lets start with you the oldest of course
I’m sorry...

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One fine day, me, Molly Coddle and my Goombah Pa Pa,
      were sitting in The Cat In The Hat restaurant;
we...

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A date or two, whoever knew,
   you and I would marry,
      one look from you that summer day,
...

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Keen         kiss 
              ...

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walking the floor
regular pastime
not about you
more about me

tweezers and splinters
droplets of blood as blues
not about us
more about life

accidental klutz
lumps and swellings 
not about happenings
more about...

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He asks me often
Why I did not write poems
When I fell in love with him

Dazed under your spell
I sure lost my footing like
A ball rolling...

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Has this ever happened to you, my friends
Was walking my sweetie down the lane
When out pops a sign post and belts me one
Rattles me and...

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