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Sighed Adam to Eve:
“Because you were deceived,
Like a fool, I believed.
Sadly, all our conceived
Will be sorely bereaved.”
Well, that should be it, right?
No, boys and girls, not quite!
So you can hear what they were all up to,
We now bring this long lost tape to you:
Adam:
“You really are a stupid cow!”
“Just look at us! Where are we now?”
Eve:
“Shut up! You filthy, pawing pig!
Before I kick you in the fig!”
Angel of the Lord:
“You’ll have to leave, take this outside.”
“Your presence here, we can’t abide.”
And of course, the slinky one:
“Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah!”
“She’s such a fool and so is he.
If I had hands, I’d clap with glee.
If the rest of them are all like that,
I’ll soon have my routine down pat!
But I’d better scoot before they crush
My poor wee head to compost mush.
I’ll set up shop, lead them all astray
And collect them all for Judgment Day!”
“Hah, Hah, Hah, Hah, Hah, Hah!”
For now, that’s all that we can send.
Thank you for your time, my friends.
So, remember, girls, no fruit to lend,
And boys, say “NO!” or it is THE END.
Copyright © Gerard Keogh Jr. | Year Posted 2010
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She looked in the mirror
and giggled with pleasure
to see that she wore
her old clothes from her teens.
But then she recalled
that she wore them in pregnancy -
laughing out loud,
she still loved her old jeans.
Jack Horne for Nette's 'It's in the Jeans.'
Copyright © jack horne | Year Posted 2011
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Can't you get it
Love is something that you are
If you sweat it
You're something else by far
Copyright © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2014
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Walking under a burning sun
Listening evocative Christmas songs
Sweat furrows my motionless visage
Snow calmly is falling down
Alive drops dissolve my thoughts
A fresh breath gently stirs
Walking straightaway still alone
Looking for a friendly crucial turn
Nobody matching my broken mind
What's hot? What's cold?
Deep down somebody is already here
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Copyright © Patrizia Cohen | Year Posted 2012
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Noodles Noodleman knew
The cookbook through and through
Noodles Noodleman knew
He must teach Sally too
Alas, Sally withdrew
Cooking she could not do
She then began to brood –
What could poor Noodles do…?
Copyright © Adell Foster | Year Posted 2015
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Stop and look at the
trees in the wind look
how they sway back and forth
greeting all they meet.
Their leaves are so
beautiful that they catch
your very eye while the
willows bow at your feet.
Copyright © Valerie Sherman | Year Posted 2011
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I’m really amazed by
Romeo the great lover
who boasted his greatness
of loving my friend Tess.
Oh, Gee! How hard it is
for him to display his trademark
of love, for her
in the presence of his wife.
Copyright © Ernesto P. Santiago | Year Posted 2006
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Today we celebrate
Sammy the Seaman
who caught enough
to overfill his big net.
It's truly amazing that
he fed every family
from one single catch
which we'll never forget.
Copyright © Valerie Sherman | Year Posted 2011
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Yes, folks, due tomorrow, "The Cruller Sagas!" (Or the Little Known History Of the
Cruller and It's Impact on Naval Warfare!!") A definative history in glorious color
and Hi-Def Poetic Acheivements. Do not miss it!! Call, and gather all family and
friends to gather around the the community computer screen. Tape it if you want,
or send $39.99 to Bell's Palsey Poetry.Com, and we'll send you a tape you could
have recorded for $1.99!!! Yes, folks, this is America!! The only thing we haven't
figured out to make money on, so far, is....is....is....oh, darn! We covered it all!!
Copyright © tom bell | Year Posted 2007
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What happened to you?
You used to be so sweet.
The one and only guy,
My eyes would ever meet.
You were my man,
Once upon a time.
Giving me flowers,
And sweet valentines.
Now all I know,
Is you deserted me.
Won’t look me in the eyes,
And talk right on key.
You’ve become so cruel,
And I loved you so.
So this Valentines Day,
I’ll try to let you go.
From deep in my heart,
and deep in my brain.
All the memories we shared,
Will forever remain.
That I cant forget
My love is too strong
So this Valentines Day
I’ll try to move on.
Copyright © Kelsey Wright | Year Posted 2008
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Darkness
Open
Seeks
Lies
Reflection
Time
Shapes
Wide
Twinkle
Emotion
Love
Truth
Denies
Hold
Hides
Tearful
Sadness
Careless
Beautiful
Heavenly
Trustful
Expressive
Copyright © Reynaldo Mast | Year Posted 2011
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I stand in great awe of
Yiorgos the Philanthropist
who in public shared cheerfully
his wealth for the needy.
Oh, what a hypocrisy
It’s unbelievingly hard for him
to give the wages of his good maid
in return, of her long service.
Copyright © Ernesto P. Santiago | Year Posted 2006
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I COULD HAVE SWORN THE AUTHOR OF THIS POEM WAS PAST THE POINT OF CRYING
I’m trying to do something to stop from thinking only of you
But I suppose that’s the only thing a reverent lover can do
I’m staring into space trying to picture your face that always makes me smile
Being with you all the time isn’t time enough because you make time fly so fast
And what we required was a lover who could make us shed our past
I recall you picking a daisy for me and blowing off the delicate dew
While I envision you kneeling over for yellow flowers picked by the hand of graceful you
Then there were the strolls we’d take with your arm glued to mine
And we’d laugh at the same time over nothing because of a little too much wine
Then we’d head back to our bed in the apartment both of us shared
As I lay down next to you praising the lord of love for having made us paired
Our little cat whose name you chose jumped on the bed but I didn’t care
I’d just hold your silken hand and run my fingers through your ebony hair
My life with you made life the best life life could ever be
But alas you left before you could do all these things with me
© 2011…phreepoetree
Copyright © jeffry cohan | Year Posted 2011
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your my water fall
i miss your call
and i need you too
am
SORRY I MISS YOU
Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2014
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My organdy dancer
Aquarian child
Is always in fashion
Lights sweet flames of passion
When she dances for me
My crinoline princess
Has sensuous moves
That nothing conceals
And yet only reveals
What she wants me to see
My velveteen beauty
Seductress of dreams
Dances through my delusions
To the perfect illussions
That I want her to be
Copyright © Anthony Cassano | Year Posted 2015
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meteors
shooting stars
the Pleiades
Orion's Belt
the Little Dipper
the Big Dipper
stars
galaxies
the moon
satellites
police helicopters
sirens
a bullhorn
time for breakfast!
Copyright © Christine Lehman | Year Posted 2016
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four McWhirtles
My cane has gone missing,
the Hoveround showed up
of whom I sing praise for
supporting my girth.
I rise to stand strong on
two legs that are weakened,
and feel a bit useless,
retired sense of worth.
Not poppin' a wheelie,
not riding a coffin,
on legs somewhat worn out
my mind feels no dearth.
Not really a coward,
ashamed of my carriage.
I'm free-range, a chicken
a'hov'ring "my" earth.
written May 28, 2017
McWhirtle explained: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/McWhirtle
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2017
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