Best Meg Poems

She had so many chances
     Yet she kept muffin it up
Butter intentions were good
     Just not much coffee in her cup

Couldn’t make a good decision
     Too much waffling back and forth
Always peppered with...

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Happy belated birthday Meg
This is your time to shake a leg
Hope you celebrated your way
Go ahead and have a great day

May your territory increase
And in you God’s blessings release
Holy Spirit hands on you lay
Go ahead and have a great day

From you evil spirits depart
They will...

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This is the tale of Whistling Jim and how he met his maiden fair.

By the shores of Richmond's river, by the shelves of sparkling water
In the shining super market, Meg Macauleey, Nimble Fingers
Nimbly checking out while dreaming, checking out the goods at Tesco 
Drifting with...

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Queenie Meg went to Winnipeg
                                       And she...

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Nice try Meg, answers-no, no, and Ho,ho,ho...

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LIKE SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE...
         WERE A MILLION MILES APART..
         NOW THAT'S A CRAZY MOVIE..
         BUT WHILE YOUR IN OZ..
  ...

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Daybreak dangled in foggy strips.
Mizzle had mugged the day,
grey-flecked cuckoo spit
smuggled summer under hoary roots.

Bill formed an Indian gang
to snatch the light back.
Later, parting the scalp of a hedge
we saw the sun
tangled in an old hawthorn.

Meg, (Bill’s sister),
wanted to shin-up and dislodge it.
There was a...

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If only I could be Meg Olsen,
With the courage to take on the world,
I'd break free from this timid shell,
And let my wings unfurl.

If only I could be Meg Olsen,
With a heart that's fierce and strong,
I'd chase after my dreams relentlessly,
And prove all the doubters...

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Louise has the most exotic doll clothes in the toy chest.
We know she is Meg’s favorite because of her outfits.
Some of us are angry with Louise because of this favoritism.
Some of the prettier dolls are uglier now, and they throw a fit.

Last night Meg created...

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maybe you should call me Meg
no, it’s no bother
I’ve always wanted a nickname
there’s already another Megan
so I’ll be a Meg...

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Meg Can’t Find the Scratch

By Elton Camp

Meg had been married a short while
She was finding cooking quite a trial

Her husband, Jason, constantly howled,
“My Mom’s a better cook,” he growled

Her mother-in-law treated her with disdain
“I don’t know how long Sonny will remain.”

Both of them, her cooking...

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The sun got tangled
in the branches of an old Hawthorne.

Daybreak hung down
in grey strips, like a torn parachute
among the knuckled finger-bones
of the grasping tree.

Meg, the younger sister of Bill,
wanted to shin-up and dislodge it.
we thought there was a good chance
we boys would catch a glimpse
of...

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Meg Endures the Daily Grind

By Elton Camp

To sleep in, Meg needn’t try
Others’ needs she can’t deny

There’s no break from that way
An early start comes to her day

A shrill cry from baby’s room arises
To awaken her kids of various sizes

His diaper is stinky, vile and rank
A...

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there was a day Meg went away
she was hospitalized with Bipolar
their she gazed through the window
alone in her thoughts she was disturbed

would cling to her only hope in God's word
forget about what you have heard
days went by and to her surprise
Meg was paid a visit...

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I shall not ever swim in seas that swarm with awful fears
I’d never feel at ease in case a great white shark appears
But now there’s a laboratory that can cure my woes
They bring back long dead creatures and, I’m told, everything goes

I don’t care what...

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