Best Potbellied Poems

Sleigh bells jingle as o'er the crystal snow they glide,
To the little country church this Christmas Eventide.
Folks anticipate the fellowship that awaits them there,
As they...

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Sleigh bells jingle as o'er the snow they glide,
To the little country church this Christmas Eventide.
Folks anticipate the fellowship that awaits them there,
As they celebrate...

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A game of musical chairs has just begun in earnest. A pot and kettle band arrives 
through the dining rooms’ French doors following the Valentine...

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The Union Pacific steamer billowed clouds of smoke as down the rails it raced!
Young soldiers aboard the crowded train contemplated the dire fates they faced.
Melancholy...

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The rangy longhorns were rounded up and tended to.
Over the Colorado plains a fearsome blizzard blew!
'Twas Christmas Day!  The cowpokes paid no mind to...

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In the year, nineteen an’ thirty-nine, 
in a small town that seemed not to care,
a little girl tried her very best
to dress well, and groom...

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My town nicknamed, ‘Mini Dubai’, burgeoned and branched
on the bank of Kanoli canal like a tamarind seed.

Now the silvered canal sprawls on its death bed.

Busy...

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Outside, Lucifur the cat curls up under the heat lamp and sleeps 

until you can feel hot bones through fur and skin. She's a heat-

seeking...

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She removes her hands from her face
to reveal harlequin  tears
strolling down salt colored cheeks
that glare with a thin layer of blush.
Green eyes gloss over
and...

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Once there was a Sultan,
Known for his able body of vazirs.
Any problem, the vazirs were ready with solutions.
Now, there was the problem of malnutrition:
The whole...

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"Nice to see you again", said
Mosquito to the Blue-bottled Fly
"I see you are well-fed"
"Thank you", replied the latter. "I
Returned recently from a big meeting"
" What...

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And no, sir, don’t you point that thing at me
You’re talking to no fool, might I tell you
I’ve been taught better, learned better
So may you...

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Sticky melon juice
Drips down potbellied toddlers
Dirt and dust encrusts...

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WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
Where are you going? You ask the politician.
The politician answers:
-To cheat and steal.
-Where are you going? a sinful woman asks the priest.
The...

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Trusting almost got me killed,
Love hurts more than I can imagine,
And being real still got me hated.

The street has never been rosy,
The potbellied men got...

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