Best Scoot Poems

Sighed Adam to Eve:
“Because you were deceived,
Like a fool, I believed.
Sadly, all our conceived
Will be sorely bereaved.”

Well, that should be it, right?
No, boys and girls,...

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--The opening of a new life--

Airborne smiles under a pessimistic cloud
Peaceful living memories, wiping every frown 
Vibrant beams throughout the night 
The outflow shadows cloud...

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I s’pose you've heard of Tamworth and the shindig there each year, 
where country music reigns supreme and all its stars appear.  
They’re in...

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We are extremely jealous of her sandals, the ones with the glitzy silver rhinestones.
She has worn them twice this week. But who is counting? 
We...

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Nanny’s come a-visiting,
We’re playing in the lounge.
Lottie’s on her kiddie car,
Scooting all around

Lost within her tiny world – 
Doesn’t know I’m there – 
Moving all...

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In the woods no right of way, no right to live, no right to play.
I travel quickly, as dusk is beginning. Woods are thick, on...

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"Daddy, when are we going to the woods to find a Christmas tree? You promised I could help pick the most prettiest one."

"Yes, my darling,...

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Conflicted, dressed like a Santa Claus, Ed ponders the magical delight of Christmas time.   Is it only for Christians, or can it be...

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Never wear a little black dress that looks in distress or to compressed
it should always impress and softly caress. 

If you wear a small but...

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He's packin' magic Viagra
Muse infused grooves set the mood
grab ya' and stab ya' 
we're opposites 
still we speak the same language 
teach and preach truth
every...

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Piddle Eee Dee

Dribble, Dribble, breakage, and Piddle
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Hot sun on my back, leaning over the horse trough,
scrubbing the green slim off the sides.
The edge burns my hands and arms as I look...

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Fulfilled fantasies and legitimate realities…you do know how to please…
Are you listening to my voice of longing and yearning?
No, don’t backstab me with your broken...

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There once was a stripper named Tipper
who used tape instead of the snipper.
Duck tape was his friend
When he did a back bend
But his pec’s still...

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