Best Philly Poems

A city of neighborhoods, 
                                     it's been called in...

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A Philly cheesesteak
on a long Italian roll
would be very nice right now.
I want fried onions,
and give me hot peppers too.
At the moment, I’m hungry!

Robert Pettit for Russell Sivey's "Sedoka Me Any Subject" contest
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Smokin' Joe Frazier,
A champion in my book;
Known for a patented wallop,
The Philadelphia left hook!

He never had the beauty,
Of a Muhammad Ali;
Frazier hit like a mammoth,
While Ali stung like a bee!

Bobbin' and weavin',
From side to side;
He never stopped punchin',
'Til the day he died!

Many years ago,
When I...

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Stopped for lunch on our way home from Philly.
All visited restrooms and didn’t dilly.
After consuming our lunch, 
in preparation for a long drive,
He, again, dashed to the restroom getting ready to ride.

Emerging from the toilet stall door,
there was his wife in the middle of the...

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There once was a boy name Billy
who had a good friend in Philly
He took the wrong bus
and created a fuss
and now he's sittin there chilly


There once was a boy named Billy
The cold made his skin look hilly
he went through the door
and fell on the floor
making...

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There once was a Man name billy
who had a good Friend in Philly
he took the wrong bus
and had such a fuss
and now he's sitin there  chilly...

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Millie, Philly and Suse one night
Sailing on a little row boat
Lightly went on the waters of moon bright
With a small baby goat

"Where are you heading and what do you dream?"
The small goat asked them in a soft gentle voice
"We are dreaming of having a house...

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I am going to present a bit of history: 
It happened a while ago in South Philly. 
A hot dog vendor ran out of wieners one day. 
He wasn't able to get a new supply right away. 
On that day, he invented something neat. 
Down...

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YO PHILLY

Statuate Billy Penn who stands on tall
And sits upon the antique City Hall
To view and  overlook the sky and trees
There is a small metropolis to see
And see our main Broad Street run both north and south
Where all the lights adorn resplendent sights
As in...

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Young Philly
Just born
Wobbly legs
Feet are cold
Trotting, galloping
Now running through this storm
Breathing air through his nostrils
Blazing through maple fields
Oh sweet grace
What a burst of joy...

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Philly in pink haze

Skyscrapers tucked deftly
behind a string of trees

car trucking along Girard
unaware of amaranth mist
slowly adjourning into dark...

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He was born a bouncing baby boy in the year 1975 in Hampton Virginia.

To two loving parents Ann Iverson and Allen Broughton.


While growing up in Hampton, the nick name "Bubba Chuck" was given to this young rising star.


Through his first love of Football he played...

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With Apologies To Jerry Blavat

It isn’t the statue of Rocky,
Or that bell with the noteworthy crack.
It’s not the fraternal affection, 
Or the bird crap on Billy Penn’s hat.
				         
It isn’t a cheese steak wid onions,  
Or...

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Prone to bloviation pure and simple
rides on figurative high horse,
which doubles up as my Plymouth Duster
analogous to General George Armstrong Custer
(blowing his i.e. mine little big horn)
anonymous readers I unwittingly fluster
poetic patina an artificial, superficial,
yet beneficial ego boosting luster
one mister re: man can muster.

I (no...

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The mashed potato, watusi, and the twist, 
are old dances that I cannot resist. 
We don't have to go back in time 
to do those steps that are so sublime. 
They may have been popular half a century ago, 
but I still think they are...

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