Best Kramer Poems

I love the smell of fresh cut wood. Did you know that? I bet you didn’t know.
Why would you?
You never asked.
Wooden hearts dangling over a...

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Something is happening that is beyond belief.
Cosmo Kramer has become a coffee table thief.
If he comes to your house, he'll steal your coffee table when...

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Through graveyard
meandering, just
me and Dad
stories sad
abbreviated down to
mostly names and dates

So we tell
their stories by turns
like poor Duane
Dinwiddie
died at age thirty-three of
bee sting allergy

So tragic
how...

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Seinfeld’s Jerry, George and Cosmo Kramer
   Looked on in revulsion as Elaine danced
   Jerks and quirks embarrassingly enhanced
Her three best friends...

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God blessed me in many ways, 
In one to have him in my life and then he went away. 
Oh how he had a tragic...

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Jerry
George
Kramer
Elaine

They're my favorite show about nothing;
my jolt of funny,
my cup of insane
They're my telly four friends,
who are the nuttiest
A distinct comedic blend
of vaudeville vamped sluttiness

I...

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ode to the tomfoolery of 
charlie d.---
i  praise ye 
d.,
sweet falstaff of this postmodern age
who causes us to cachinnate,
stumbling backward in 
ha-ha’s,
be it when...

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Jerry 
Comedian rarely contrary.
Among his wacky friends, the voice of reason.
Still he got tossed in jail with them in their final season

Elaine
Confident and vain, she...

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Moe
Larry
Curly

Shep 
Joe

This Three-Fifth Stooges moron quartet
are brain-slow slugs you don’t wanna IQ know

Just sitting on a milk crate,
waiting outside of the MGM studio gate
Moe, Larry...

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Where is your inspiration?
It’s waiting for some needless invitation,
Or perhaps it is waiting for you to have a needed revelation.

It didn’t fly off to Vegas...

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Dedicated to my Granddaughter Heather Ashley Curtis-Kramer 
Simple Talk

I wonder if we really knew
Time would pass and she'd grow up
As days would dwindle down to...

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God blessed me in many ways, 
In one to have him in my life and then he went away. 
Oh how he had a tragic...

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Kramer
Crazy, never has a care
Perpetual motion and whacky hair
The ladies love him, tall and lean
Lady luck smiles against any fiend
Zany and funny he's my honey
Where...

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Phantom feelings...
stinging prickly reminders
that missing attachments
were parts of real healing.

Painful loss replays
trauma bond tricks and treats. 
Days of death danced a two-step
with hot held hope
Two...

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