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Best Sarsaparilla Poems


There Was Trouble Brewin' In Soup Creek
As morning glowed pale light over the town of Soup Creek,
Jenna woke with a start when she heard a floorboard squeak.
She raised her gun and took aim at a shadow near the door,
"Hold it right there, Mister, unless you're lookin' to start a war."

A familiar...

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Categories: sarsaparilla, poets,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Billy the Kid
Billy the kid kept roving around,
A campfire here, a cowhand there,
He traveled alone through country & town,
Always headed somewhere,

One certain day he rode into town,
His forty-five strapped on his side,
Just to stop and drink one round,
Then continue on with his ride,

He hitched his horse and...

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Categories: sarsaparilla, crazy, horse, journey,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
Premium Member Pie Eyed Spittoon
Out of the west, amide a beautiful sunrise… came a pie eyed son of a gun.
Looking for Armadilly Billy the Sling Shot Kidster… water gun… in hand.
He rode a very slow plug, an inchworm called ‘Giddy-Up-You-Lazy-Thing’.
Said he was seeking, Billy the outlaw, who had shot...

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Categories: sarsaparilla, adventure, fantasy, fun, funny,
Form: Light Verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Dear Miss Monkey Manners Iii
Dear Miss Monkey Manners, I am writing to you out of desperation,
It seems that I may have a problem with excessive perspiration.
As a lowland gorilla I live in regions of extreme heat and humidity,
And my sweating has become a joke to those steeped in stupidity.
I’ve...

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© Tony Lane  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: sarsaparilla, funny, old, old, silver,
Form: Light Verse
With Gentlemen Ease
In the unforgiving August heat
of a hot Alabama noonday
They sit in secluded shade,
resting in high-back, woven bamboo chairs
on a mahogany carved veranda
Their bodies face outward to the vast white fields,
watching the black raisins move under the sun
Rising then bending,
hard labor unending
Bowing obsequiously to the crop...

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Categories: sarsaparilla, black african american, pain,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Premium Member Attic Journey
Mr. William Finch had a lot to remember.
What was he doing in the attic in late November?
Wondering about his antics was his wife Cora.
William was covered with the scent of sarsaparilla.
He journeyed to a world they left forty years ago.
It was a more cheerful life...

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Categories: sarsaparilla, adventure, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme



Horn Hairy Gorrila Limerick
Horn Hairy Gorilla Limerick

We were drinking some sarsaparilla
Ran into Hun that they named Attila
Pretended he was a gorgeous man
From each country him they did ban
He had turned into a harry gorilla. 

Trump even played a part on the 
Ozzie and Harriet as a worthless
trash collector who never...

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: sarsaparilla, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Define a Friend
A friend is someone who knows how to bend;
and not break when anger is in control.
A Champagne and sarsaparilla blend;
that can quench the thirst of both heart and soul.

A friend is tethered to reality
yet undertakes near-impossible tasks.
A partner that does not always agree;
able to distinguish...

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Categories: sarsaparilla, best friend, emotions, feelings,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Sister Sarah Sucks
Sidney spots spiteful sister Sarah secretly sucking
sticky strawberry swirls, and sarsaparilla spirals 

Tongue Twister Challenge Poetry Contest

Sponsored by Joe Sandler

12/30/20...

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Categories: sarsaparilla, candy, children,
Form: Alliteration
Premium Member I Wished I Were a Cowboy
I wished I were a cowboy riding a handsome palomino,
But, I was just a little kid, my sis watching Valentino.
I wished I were a cowboy rounding up the longhorns,
But, I was just a little kid still believing in unicorns.
I wished I were a cowboy drinking...

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Categories: sarsaparilla, childhood, memory,
Form: Rhyme
Drinking Water
Two glasses of water
wait to be touched by hand and lip.

The water itself remembers the taste
of whiskey, sarsaparilla, Fixodent;
the salty funk
of being swallowed down the throat
of one experience after another.

Memories are in the water
swimming hither and thither.
The glasses contain minds, set aside
for the drinking of.

The...

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Categories: sarsaparilla, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Just Vanilla
There are flavors from strawberry cheesecake to sarsaparilla.
Thirty-one different kinds of ice cream, and you want vanilla?
...

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Categories: sarsaparilla, food,
Form: Couplet
Sprilla - Tanka 99





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Categories: sarsaparilla, appreciation, blessing, drink, health,
Form: Tanka
Premium Member Found In a Candy Store
some sarsaparilla please
chilled Death Valley soda pop
fizz with a vintage label

9/19/2021...

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Categories: sarsaparilla, drink,
Form: Senryu
Flying Love
Sarsaparilla sneezes
Soda wishes blowing bees
past their lemon flower love
swish of air beneath their wings
Carbonated moments
When the lights pop on in minds
Blown to breathing labored breaths
bubble waxed until it shines
Tantamount to flying
Air to breath and stings to bees
whooshing past what might have been
to break emotion on...

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Categories: sarsaparilla, love,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things