Best Pickers Poems

A Passel of People Participated from all Portions of the nation.
The Purpose - To Promulgate the Pickle Pickers and Packers Association!
Parsimonious President Dill Presented a...

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I was loving the sun, 
Not consciously doing anything
My gourds hanging sweetly,
Too big to move much
Dancing with internal mirth 
Because I was being picked today
It...

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Crazy Mick the Irishman, with trademark bike and overcoat,
wheeling his way back into town, classed as a tarnished silly goat.
His hair was long and curly;...

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A pple pickers gaily riding in wagons, sipping cider along the way, headed for orchards, on a crisp, clear sunny day.

U mbrellas turned inside out...

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The glistening yellow sun shines down upon the golden brown fields harvested today.
Our gardens are cleared of the red, green, yellow vegetables and our canning...

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I want to write a funny poem, one without meaning
So that everytime you read it, your going to start peeing 

It will make you laugh
think...

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Oh, Please, Not Again

By Elton Camp

As a teenager, I admit I was a nerd.
Books to sports I very much preferred. 
To become agile, I didn’t...

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Old tin roof, plastered adobe walls that were melting
Two big Cottonwood trees, junk cars in the back
Cracked concrete floor, covered with oil and grease
Mexican kids...

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She has a cowgirl hat and a set of spurs,
And sometimes she's as gentle as a cat that purrs,
Imagine that....she's my way with words,
And her...

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My pulse quickened
As tears streamed down my face
I felt my soul race
Notes rising from discarded bits
Yanked out of plastic bags
from decaying pits
Skin sun baked and...

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I’ve sorted spuds at Cora Lynn, picked asparagus at Vervale, 
Cherries in the Dandenong’s, beans on the Thompson close to Sale,
I’ve picked apples out at...

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Glenbuck Son 
1913-1981 

In Glenbuck he was born 
From an Ayrshire mine he did rise 
The man who would change so many lives 
With the...

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A long line of waters
Deep in hearts of bathers
A lifeline of growth
Weep of salvation brought forth

Waters of life over a mile
Outrunning a thousand stile
Gifts of...

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all day, all night
you are the love of my life
sunrise or without light
door I keep in my life

big or small, I come to you
few or...

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Inside my nose lies my kind of treasure
Each dig brings no gold, but a lot of pleasure
Most times it's the right nostril that's clogged
With the...

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