Best Pickin Poems

Down south of a dirty delta town
after double-winged dusters sweep low
White hats, bent backs and bloody hands
sway to the rhythm of summer snow fields
Backed by...

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Walking through the many ripe apple tress ,holding secrets
           I pick a bushel thinking of...

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Your pickin ur nose cause u let that booger grow,pull that
              ...

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Apple Pickin Time

The air is cool
Wind is swift
smell makes me drool
of apple crisp.

The trees are heavy
full of ripe fruit
or apple betty
warm and good

Apple pies everywhere
cooling...

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Cotton flies like summer snow
Through the little city with no one to clothe
Descended from giants whose purpose long forgotten
That even in this fabricated world...
Nothing feels...

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yall devilish creatures tried to take away my family
My family is my world 
let me take yall 
back in time 
were creatures of my 
land...

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My underwear brand is called INDIAN
The reason for the name is simple, so listen
They tend to CREEP UP
In the crack of your butt
The commercial shows...

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Grammar Series
PRONOUN HOEDOWN

Grab your partner he or she
I'll choose you and you choose me

We'll go left if you go right
They'll keep going all through the...

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The Old Coaster   

I got meself a coaster bus, 
To make a motorhome.
I checked it out for any rust,
In it we’re gonna roam.

We’ll...

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There are few things that provoke me anymore or are apt to make me curse,
Except fer the guv'mint a-meddlin' in my life and a-pickin' at...

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If I could get another chance
Another walk
Another dance with him
I stand in a stance and glance at him with a frown
and knock him down to...

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Never know what's coming out of my mouth
Was once in a store in Cape Cod
Some lady clumsily knocked over a stand
Blurted out, “Look what you've...

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Urban asphalt trail 

becomes home's huck-pickin' slope. 

Blackberries are ripe!...

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OKAY? WHAT FIEND STOLE THY BODY ELECTRIC!?

thine distorted reflection rippled 
within rain maker's pool upon a midnight clear
full moonlight flooded shallow abyss, 
cleaved fractal structures...

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ANOTHER PIECE OF YOU
I can't feel the morning, livin without you.
Pickin up the pieces, broken all in two.
Mornin just don't make my day
Bein without you.
It's...

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