Best Muggles Poems

Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle
   when off to see a crooked man and woman
whilst cowards jumped over moo ving little
   pair of mismatched muggles, 
   who both walked from scan
din navy yah, where dog goniff imps...

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A field day shoe fit for Mother Goose
  
Fruitless effort squeezing figurative juice
Pandora called triggering 
helter skelter to get loose
necessitating Bullwinkle J. Moose
to usher at yours truly 
(an aspiring wordsmith) vamoose!

Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle
went off to see a crooked man...

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Magical muggle, one of my dreams, delight me with your fanciness.
Magical muggle, come closer, and give me a taste of your pranciness.
“What are you doing in there?” My father roars at me.
 
Nothing, I lie.
“It better be nothing!” my mother says.
They have nothing to do...

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Viva la morning sun


Midnight, dark night, no light, can’t go.
So dark, so quiet, so I guess the neighbours are not home.
Waiting for sleep to arrive, but it never does on time.
Still waiting to permanently close my eyes;
But match sticks under baggy eye lids,
Will not show...

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Mother Goose would find her tail feathers ruffled 

Hey diddle diddle 
the cat and the fiddle
when off to see 
a crooked man and woman,
whilst cowards jumped 
over moo ving little
pair of mismatched muggles,
who both walked from scan
din navy yah, 
where dog goniff imps
jousted with brittle

shaky...

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Rainbow Surplus suppressing it’s limelight on the wonders of thy guillotine. Eat a planet with betadine. Horoscopes orders. The empire shines bright on double d’s. Who’s to say Peter hasn’t squandered his own stability? It’s a mystery. Lasers are on top of mount Olympus. To...

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Magnificent marauders masquerading magically might mean 
Messy mollusks masticate marbled marigolds momentarily. 
Maybe. 
Moreover, momentous mosquitoes might make marvelous mini-muffins mixing marmalade momentarily. 
Meanwhile 
Minnie made monthly memories merely medicating masses 
Mediocre men mysteriously manufactured man-made missals 
Might mean 
Millionaires mystify magical muggles’ meager melodies...

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My brother, this life is deep!
Sometimes I laugh when you see me
And sometimes I smile at you
Sometimes I sing when you see me
And sometimes I dance
My brother, it's not what you see
Sometimes I gnash my teeth when you see me
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I celebrate 
And...

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The boy's eyes were like his mother's,
His persona was as cool as his father's,
He was lucky enough to conquer the killing spell,
That daunting night that eventually was his personal hell.

Swathed by Hagrid, the "little tyke" was in a dreamless sleep,
Marked by the lightening scar, sealing...

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I smell the muggles coming,
Came to me in dreams
I dreamt in fields of bamboo and willow.
Willows weep upon the pillows
Of rabbit holes well nested
Nests of fur and grasses sweet,
Sweeter are the days
Daylit golden sunrise prickles,
Spiney light like hedgehogs
Glistening with dew drops
Dropping by to wake my
Eyes...

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Bully me, yours truly 
never ordained, gifted, or blessed
with mien mean characteristic
evoking, jump/kickstarting,
representing, nor zapping
friend or foe courtesy fiery intimidation
if anything aura, charisma, dogma, and karma
emanating, issuing, and oozing out
body electric of one heretofore bookish fellow
immediately facilitates characterization
hashtagged lucubration and manifestation of quietude.

Though true agitation...

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When I Google you,
I recognize the struggles and muggles you face,
I recognize the brutalities and the scars from decades of suppression and oppression which you endure;
The broken promises, failings and shortfalls;

I recognize the enormous work and  journey  ahead;
I see the repulse and self...

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( Introduction: Open-Mic Explosions from the End of Language)





Madmen leaked a rash of sky-blue puddle;
fatally cloistered the hat-flu's hubble -

To wit:

- the half-time half-life smile of she and the other half-wonder of me.

Far far ready to say maybe to love;
moved in half-dream to plumb half-baked...

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/ "Like Open-Mic Explosions from the End of Language". ~ Chat-GPT /
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Madmen leaked a rash of sky-blue puddle;
fatally cloistered the hat-flu's hubble -

To wit:

- the half-time half-life smile of she and the other half-wonder of me.

Far far ready to say maybe to love;
moved in half-dream...

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