Best Mack Poems

When my Mom told me I was so glad
Going on a train Ride with Davy and his Dad
I was so excited when the day finally came
Leaving for Connie Mack Stadium and a baseball game

At the Tamaqua station boarding one of the cars
On my way to...

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Old Uncle Mack had a long life,
seen alot,
racism and civil rights,
picked cotton in a hot summer field 
for a man who didn't care for him.
He rode the rails for most of his life,
seeing things and meeting people,
landed a nice retirement check.
Humor and wit seemed to...

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Why do I keep feeling this way?
Like I'm in a dark place.
I have a great life,
but I feel like somethings is missing.
so my heart keeps twisting.

I feel like the dark place I'm in
won't let the light in.
Nobody else but me,
loneliness....how could this be?
Can anybody hear...

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Of all the fiends I ever knew, the worst was Mack the Killer
Who lived on other people’s gold, a spendthrift and coin-spiller

We all watched as he showered gold on mothers never wives
We saw him fill the tweaking hands of men embracing blight

We saw them never...

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I heard clarity 
In the quiver of his voice 
I saw quintessence
In his only choice 
His thin frame 
Stood rigid against the storm
And from his eyes
He kept hearts warm
Shelter is a place 
Tangible by touch
The only thing left
By the destruction of so much
And in his...

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Mack The Fork

Take me back to the wholesome days by the back porch swing
 Long to recapture those timeless moments let the freedom ring
 Many years have passed still having a reason to grasp
 The lemonade stand with the fork in the middle
 Now I'm...

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got rhymes that rap got rhymes that reel some may say it's no big deal
like a human shield we come together light as a feather no matter the weather
got me on a leash trying to impeach Trump I got a hunch call me late for...

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Pencil jumped out of my right hand and gave my left fingers a tiny tap
Three new ideas came to me in a quick snap; I needed pencil back.
Pencil refused to take direction, gave my cheek a tiny slap.
It was my fault for personalizing him and...

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Here lies Mack
Flat on his back
Sleeping like a baby
His guts are worms
All full of germs
His brain is just a gravy
He was a tool
Drowned in a pool
For children 3 and under
Why so dumb?
No one knows
We can only wonder...

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He had a killer of a smile
But his mind was a blank
He could run a country mile
Though he was built like a tank

He got married eight times
But each bride soon brought him back
Rejected for his pebble-sized brain
My sweet smiling Uncle Mack...

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My "mack"
worked.
I don't "mack"
I chat.
Establish communication.
Ask questions,
Leading questions, 
enter the mind.
It is not hard, I find.

She 
opened herself up
to me.
free from inhibition.
comfortable in that position.
I fed to her intuitions.

I notice things:
like the tattoo 
on her lower back.
The way she sings to herself
to rhythm and blues.

Confident...

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One Eyed Mack remembered not what two eyes felt like 
He had lost sight in his left eye when a little tyke 
He has been preaching since he was three or four
Inviting all the neighbors to church forevermore

Not many stayed, two diehards did though
Old Mr....

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    Cornelius McGillicuddy Mack    
    You can’t make up a name like that

      At baseball he took a loud whack
      (Managing the A’s to 3,731 wins)
...

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Mack had the cat-titude of one who was notoriously aloof
Luckily most cats did not see his hidden diabolical uncaring self.
His kill room was full of felines who had thought he was clever
He was, of course, just not in the ways they had hoped

He was hunting...

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I am a free spirit happy and free
I travel which way wind blows
Often heard singing off key
But dancing to the beat on my toes

Words are blurred I forget them 
Often making up my own ditty
Yet in the rhythm I can swim
And match the groove so...

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