Best Knock It Off Poems

The chip on my shoulder, was the missing piece of the cross ---
Jesus took it off on that day, I accepted Him as my Holy Boss ---
People often told me that someday someone would knock it off ---
All I would do is smile, when they...

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Little Charlie was a seven year old who was picked on in school because of his
height. Some of the kids would poke fun at him and call him Shorty Charlie. His buddy Brian would always tell the bullies to knock it off. Charlie always felt...

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It's way too early for snow, do my eyes deceive me
Must be dandruff from the gods, or Santa's idea of funny
Knock it off old man
Is this some kind of scam
Get back on your sleigh quick like a bunny...

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 (Chant: You threw me out like a pen that ran out of ink
I’m no longer useful for writing…drawing…I’ll stop resisting & fighting
Though the tears run down my eyes…the tears were clouding my eyes – I somberly blink
You abandoned me, putting me in adoption, leaving...

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“Hey that’s me bloody video!” I thought the cops had robbed me.
But they said they’re brought it back from a successful robbery.
“Aye!” I said “A robbery! The video was here when we went to bed”.
“Well it seems that it was stolen while you slept” the...

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What you say to a cat what a cat thinks

I want to lick everything you look at everything there’s nothing over there for you that’s a bookshelf I know you think you could jump up that’s a picture where are you going turn around. Mz...

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I don’t know if his one cold mouth is itchy,

His voice of tot is incredibly catchy.

I don’t see if he’s tired of making crash talks,

Seeing him is a joke when he seriously walks.

 

 

He makes sure that everyone listens,

One crap of jape is not...

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" That's not my elephant!"
Ella yelled at the zoo-keeper...
walking slowly on her hands and feet
scaring the second grader away;
and making a funny face
she added, " She doesn't eat spaghetti!"
with a strong southern accent.
" Young lady, don't make fun
of people and animals...
they have feelings like you!"
but...

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Im crying so hard
Asking you not to leave
Im holding you back
From going out that front door
Demanding you stay with me
You stop and turn towards me
You tell me to knock it off
I smack him across the face
For telling me what to do
He puts his hand to...

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Love of history
commences a health and pathology journey
toward totalitarian terror
and unitarian awareness,
fragmented numbness of prey
and integral consciousness
of co-empathically benign predators
casing out

Framing one Earth-rhetorical spiraling event
within which herstory
of commodified
and domesticating victims
remains too unlargely untold
to optimize healthy climate trends.

Each spatially boundaried community,

and what would a multiculturing organic...

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IT has become so popular in our daily language
But do we really know what IT is? Well...

Even though I'm not sure what IT is
I am definitely not afraid of IT
Just because I don't have IT yet
Doesn't mean IT is not mine
I often wonder is IT...

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Enveloped in the moonlight
The moon reflects her eyes
She'll never understand it 
Even though she tries

She sits beside her window
Lost is distant thought
She ponders, ever waiting
For the answers that she's sought

She wonders about the dinosaurs
"Where did all of them go?"
"Why do we believe in global warming
Because...

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Im not sure what i did to you
what i've been blaickmailed for
under the rug we swept the page we tore out
dance around what it told us to do
its your gold to figure out
this time, your pain, of the sin for being the creator
did it to...

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It's way twirly, do my eyes deceive me
Is it dandruff from the gods, Santa's idea of funny?
Knock it off old man
Is this some kind of scam
Get back on your sleigh, you fat old chubby...

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Doesn’t that cat curtain give you the creeps? Overnight guest asked.
Morticur looked toward the wall. No, never bothers me, he told her.
But it looks so real, the way its eye is roaming about, like a real cat.
I am a real cat! The curtain said.
The eye...

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