Best Ninny Poems

I am planning for a feast
without the beast,
so I can leaven the bread,
with the bowl of yeast,
but ninny tumble over
the leaven bowl of dough,
and upset...

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he had often aspired to being a jester
the wise one of Tarot land
cheekily dressed with wit on his lips

as of late he has been caught...

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An owl sat on our tree outside, and Dragon was completely mesmerized.
So Dragon ask what was his name, and Who was all that he devised.
Dragon...

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When achievements stops to you and says bye.
You must learn to espy opportunity.
Try to give the best even at stale conditions
What you do is not...

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Unlucky Penny

There once was a man from Virginny
Who found what he thought was a penny
But what he reached down
To pick from the ground
Jumped up and...

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There was a vampire, oh so skinny
drinking blood was not his destiny
	vegan was his diet
	tried to keep it quiet 
we thought him quite a silly...

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Once was a celeb’s old Granny:
She bragged ‘bout her little sonny.
He asked her to stop:
It’s better to hop,
Than to make yourself a ninny. 

08/24/2018...

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It strikes me in an unusual way.
Who is this,'they'?
And why do we believe this 'they',
In almost a fanatical way?

There are no question asked!
No saying is...

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Damn bad reputation counts 500 plus paw whet tick stints

The following fictitious poetic vignette attempts a feeble tale of one ordinary day in life of...

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The outty and the inny
Fleshy repeated stabbings
Produce a ninny
To be tossed to the fray
And taught their worth for the day
Is to obey
What we say
Of how,...

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Just Call Me A F*****G Hip Poke Writ

Oh flibbertigibbet
damn, heil (Stuart Little) let mice
self down dagnabbit,
no matter this lactose intolerant,

conscientious, consumer and avowed kit
and caboodle...

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my life, could i chew it out.
so i can forget the cuds of the ghostly,
the deadly and happy,
dome and my home, dad pray i roam,
the...

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With icy blue- black eyes and ginger spicy hair
Caribbean pirate girl gave off an intimidating air 
We boys could not help but sit and stare
Wishing...

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They were bright little elves, mischievous but good 
creative as can be  known as gnomes of the North Pole 
Santa's sleigh began to slow...

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I seem never far flung from thoughts supreme and a my/their/your/importance to things at/of a conscious cramped mind. If thinking is Activity, 
Thoughts, action streams that flow...

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