Best Plucker Poems

She whispers, “He loves me; he loves me not,”
as she plucks the dewy petals off a daisy.
She thinks of the misery that loving him has brought.
Oh, but his sweet kisses. They melt her and make her crazy!

As she plucks the dewy petals off a daisy,
she...

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A little boy named Nathan Tucker.
Grew up being a nose hair plucker.
He pulled em' till he sneazed.
He did just as he pleased.
Until the day he lost his pucker....

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Thorns surround the flower to protect its charm and beauty 
From the plucker's hands to ensure its safety and security,

The black plucker breaks rules being careful of self harm
And gets ready to foul and harm the flower falling in doom....

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On a recent trip I was gone
but not for long
to Eastern Oregon
where I saw my first chukar
(a partridge-like bird pronounced 'chucker')
which in time
compelled me to analyse
and revise
an old and pleasant pheasant rhyme
give it the feathery touch
and in the end
regale my Oregonian friends
with a resounding recital
of...
'I'm...

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