Best Plunk Down Poems

Upon the day when I was new
You held me at your breast,
And from that day love did accrue
For both I do attest.

You brought me to a place unknown
With slates of painted wood,
Where cheerful circus themes were flown
Above my neighborhood.

We seemed to nest for hours 
At...

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I like the rain
And its effortless thoughts
That plunk down on plastic furniture 

Sleeping cars
Grimacing pedestrians
Interrupting your Sunday hair

And how we scatter away
In our silly ways, like ducks on a pond
Instead of drinking 
The world...

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(Thy lovely lasses unwittingly 
unstintingly unexpectedly 
taught me selflessness)

Every Holiday time each year, 
a rocketing increase asper
doling out Uriah Heap ping 
largesse imposed upon each
citizen banker (coerced, forced, 

induced to buy baubles,
bibelot, curios, et cetera striving 
to outspend a competing
shopper, which faux grand 
handedness, and...

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Upon Googling Petco
regarding purchasing gift card
for eldest daughter
(she tends two beautiful female felines)
Petsmart website appeared right and center
innocuously distracting purported intent.

The nearest latter named store
approximately a dozen plus miles away
whereas former specialty shop
in closer proximity to her,
she (first born offspring),
who resides within Oakland, California.

I readily...

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It’s Super Bowl Sunday;
Get ready to party.
Have plenty to eat
And prepare to drink hearty.

It doesn’t much matter
If you are a fan.
Just turn the game on –
That’s the start of the plan.

Plunk down bowls of chips
And have very cold brews.
Keep track of the score
‘Cause one team’s...

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It is late at night- we three sit alone-
That is my two brothers and me.
We hear sirens- and automatically think-
 Let’s play firemen.
We put on our gear and head towards the fire-
It’s cold and windy- the fire is ablaze- 
We hear cries mingled with the...

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When I am old I will plunk myself in my wheelchair and wheel it as hard and fast 
As I can to the end of the pier.
I am not telling which one.
It is none of anyone’s business but mine.

We will plunk down hard and fast...

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I confidently plunk down a sentence.
Trixie smacks my fingers.  Too blah, too trite, too common.
My confidence rears up, angry at her critique.
Who made you the boss of us?
My other personalities begin to take sides.
Jack is always on my side, of course.
Molly wavers between Trixie...

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