Best Mousy Poems

Inspired by Eric Clapton’s “Wonderful Tonight”

Song for an Angel

So beautiful is my sweet girl
that she can’t even see.
She asks me if she looks okay.
She sure...

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GISELLE AND MOM

My name is La Belle Giselle,
Round my neck is a bell,
Love my mom, who feeds me,
But sneak out for a midnight
Snack up our...

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ASSUMPTION, PRESUMPTION , GUMPTION

I don’t enjoy been on a plane,
I find it scary and a tad mundane,
But last time I flew,
I sat next to a...

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I stand naked wrapped only in the truth
you vile, loathsome reptile.
My contempt of you is limitless
as I have been force-fed your hypocrisy.
Your postulations are lost...

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My image was dull drab and dreary 
(It hadn’t be changed for a while)
I thought that my hair had potential
... It was time I updated...

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Tho’ the soft voice has an aristocratic tone,
the haughty attitude ain’t no street gutter different:
Being rude ... dropping shade

Dark keystroke mood, 
shallow indigo indifference shown
Another...

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Her slender little form adorned in smoky grey.
She was very quiet, never had much to say.
Friendly and sweet, her personality quite warm.
Adorned in smoky grey,...

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Gather round all you little kiddies
Got a story I'd like to share
Bout a tiny mouse named Bartholomew
And a dirty big bear called Clare!

Now Clare wasn't...

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I just want five minutes, just to pitch
My killer screenplay for a killer film.
The hunt for a serial killer
By glamorous profilers, nothing grubby
Or exploitive. Some...

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The cows is lowin' in the old corral and all the evenin' chores is done.
Hank scraped the manure off'n his boots 'cause he's a fastidious...

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I stopped to stool siphon sip on a cool blue 
circumstance in the means between the in 
times loath listening to complacent
poetic prostitutional practice of...

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Squeaky and his buddies resided somewhere deep within the church's organ.
That elusive rodent was the bane of the pastor, The Reverend Doctor Morgan!
The reverend almost...

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I prefer them a bit tattered and tired. 
(a slow lick on a hard knife edge).
A midnight she cat, sparkling like a pinwheel.
The one that...

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Originally titled Diary of the (Un)broken

I wrote down what you did to me in detail,
That way I can't confuse it
I know I did not give...

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Out of the hills of St. Catherine and the plains of Linstead 
emerge a warrior princess…
A victor not a victim of her circumstances, struggles or...

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