Best Lighthearted Poems

This contest style’s description is one I’ve never heard
I’m unfamiliar with that particular word 
An internet search comes up empty 
However, others seem to have poems aplenty 
My eyes are getting blurry a total collapse seems imminent 
Quickly penning an entry appears to be the...

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If I were a dragon, burning old bridges
with the fire that I breathe,
I would perform tricks, from way up high,
and eternally seethe,
lend a daring claw for those in need.

If I were a dragon, I wouldn't cause mayhem
upon the people.
Although I'm sure I'd be tempted for...

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I'm ashamed to say I was a grumpy pessimist, as some events soured me,
Just as some cherries stay sour, although lingering long on the cherry tree.

Although grumpy, I was rather happy, and I'd worked hard for what I got,
Like the times you meet, silver moon...

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lighthearted 
rain
what
pitter-patters
in 
your 
heart 
and
let
the
lighthearted rain
splash 
upon 
those 
cloudy dreams...

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The giraffe
Haughty and fond of herbivorous feasts,
Tends to look down on his wee fellow beasts.

The elephant
Thin outer ears are gargantuan-sized,
Tickling the ivories isn't advised.

The pelican
Genus of water-bird with a long beak,
And in his throat there is food for a week.

 The crocodile
Don't you be fooled...

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I do not know if this is odd
but for me, most times
I do not feel the need 
to write a poem that rhymes
I generally find 
you see
that when that writing bug has bit
rhyming is not my go to proclivity 
‘cos when I do  
have...

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scintillating wings
spinning fairies sparkle green
sets my heart laughing...

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You’d think when you die
the line ends
that you can’t see no more
hear
feel
let alone walk; 
you’d think death would be quite sure of itself
wouldn’t you?...

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Ripe tomatoes in the supermarket
The red tip of my own nose.
Their lime green imagination
Marauded by Edgar Allen Poe.
Her silver dollar face raises hellfire
Says the stringy girl who believes in ghosts.
Goodnight to the lucky cat
Who kisses my cheek with his prose.
Her calico hat sticks to dewy...

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