Best Mopping Poems

The day started badly as I had a bat flattery on my vodge diper

It was roaring with pain when I arrived at the par cark...

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This morning I went shopping
Tripped over, started hopping
My milk bottle it went slopping
The store cleaner began mopping

I hobbled out of the store
Got caught in the...

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This was inspired by Georgette Johnson’s poem “Savouring Another Day”
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One cold day whilst I was out in the snow 
I went into a cafe for...

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Demon in disguise with captivating dark-brown eyes,
He is gentle and focused, for you are his prize. 
Hypnotic smile across his lips, with thrust of hips...

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Horace the tortoise was ready to dine
He ordered his food, while the waiter poured wine

They bought the first course, (a huge bowl of soup)
But, the...

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I have seen them stand outside my door,
pleading mother to help stage their show,
on our verandah with stony floor,
tattered clothes, hungry child, wife on tow!
...

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In December 1776
the revolution was at a low ebb,
the patriots had lost at Long Island
and the survivors through New Jersey fled.

Desertion was high as many...

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BUTTERFLY IN TUTU

Butterfly in tutu, deliriously delusional, bright
with spangles, tapping her wings.  All knew
she was cocky with glorified golden teeth.

She followed the cockamamie caterpillar...

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She was a dairymaid, oh so sweet;
many a year ago.
Her figure was trim, her hair was neat,
with ringlets tied up in a bow.
And many a...

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In my kitchen I do see
So many things that do please me
I love eating, cooking, cleaning
My kitchen it has so much meaning

In the kitchen so...

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I'm standing here in limbo as 

I see him wander in.

That no townsman has warned him

is truly a mortal sin.

 

He slides up to the...

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I get up each morning,
Seaching through my home,
Looking for dirt and grime,
To me is yet unknown. 

I dust and polish,
Mopping on hands and knees,
Wash all...

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Ever have one of those days
where you just have to get away
from the daily work grind...
where you can just kick back, 
relax a little,
and finally...

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i remember so well
The scrubbed  farmhouse kitchen table
where all activities were held
From eating to colouring in,where jigsaw puzzles were made.
I remember the large open...

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Joe the janitor,
was working at area 51,
as usual till
there was no more sun, 
when suddenly the power went out,
got a flashlight from his janitor cart,
and...

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