Best Short Haired Poems

He’s just a dog, a mongrel pup that fitted in me hand,
short haired, tan and white, with needs of high demand,
he’s whingy and he’s whiny, I s’pose he misses Mum,
but now his Mum and Dad are what me wife and I become.

And the recommending is...

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swift, creeping cat, bellying
lightlessly across
the backyards by night

a Cimmerian shadow with dun
short-haired quickness
not
so easily
caught

      along the mottled sidewalk
        the bounds of the city blocks, cast slight
       ...

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A Giant

There is an unknown legend that comes
 from the great Black  Forest 
 of a creature fearsome and oh, so glorious.

Though his brain be small 
 and barely larger than a walnut
 his head and jaws are held in fear and awe.

Those huge...

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Soon after I'd paid
My sixty
Or seventy pence,
I found myself
In what I thought
Was a miniature London.
I saw girls
In chandelier earrings,
In stiletto heels,
Wearing evening
Dresses,
Which contrasted with
The bizarre
Hair colours
They favoured:
Jet black
Or bleach blonde,
With flashes of
Red, Purple
Or green.
Some wore large
Bow ties,
Others unceremoniously
Hanged
Their school ties
Round their
Necks.
Eye make-up
Was exaggerated.
The boys all...

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Where were you when the lights went out.  

In my world I work in little clumps.
Today I worked outside for instance.
I planted a few things, raked the yard
poisoned some weed and fire ants

I have much from which to choose.
The sun room needs tweaking.
The fireplace...

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Old Granny had a big brown kitten, which was the love of her life.
Old Granny’s eyes were failing, of that there was no doubt.
She swore her cat was a gentle Persian, a sweet little cat.
Now everyone loved Old Granny and so tolerated how it did...

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Hot long haired boys
Skating around town 
Being the cool kids

Short haired boys 
Walking around school 
Always the cool kids

Young, dumb, and popular
All the cute guys 
None that I could never get 

Skating around town 
Smoking joints and cigarettes 
Acting like they are the cool kids...

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Their spirit beat the void, like the bird from out the ark.
Their soul was as a lampless sea.
Their thoughts came yapping and growling round them like a pack of curs.
They breathe to Heaven like vapor goes.
They moved hither and thither like insects in their crevices.
Quaking...

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The short haired calico cat
Came through the doggie door
Having no idea Ashley lounged 
Inside 'pon the floor
Ashley spied the short haired cat
The cat springing into alert mode
Voila' the chase was on 
With lightning speed
They were in flight
Flap, flag the doggie door explodes
Then just a tiny...

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We were both of us young
when I walked her home from the pub that night.
She held my arm while explaining to me why she was a virgin 
and would be until she married.
She didn’t ask me inside “..my parents” she explained a little sheepishly.
So we...

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Aunt Marilda’s house and closet were full of felines of all types.
long-haired, short-haired, tabbies, pumas, and mice-hunting snipes.
we knew what we were inheriting when she passed on a rainy day.
who is going to clean out those animals? Asked persnickety aunt Kay.

there were live ones in...

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Home protector
lazily lounging on the ground
Got a belly full bark
that rumbles 
with a low growl sound
Droopy ear napping,
dreaming ‘bout buried bones
in the backyard
Brown closed eyes,
nose motion detector turned off
Short-haired security of the domicile
is now taking a cozy layabout
So hang up the dog paws sign:
Welcome, open...

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I spoke with two people at the party Saturday.
A young police officer, short-haired, fit,
chiseled face who had two young children.
He felt constrained by the law, without discretion
to question mopes (perps) aggressively
or to let go those who were obviously no threat.
Even at a family function he...

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Mine defense weapon
     of choice comprises
     standing stock
     (lock, and barrel)
     still like a statue, who
would not budge if
     someone yelled "BOO"
cuz fighting back,

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Oh how I do love cats.
Not rats or bats,
Spats or hats; 
(although I do own a chapeau or two).
I love cats of all sizes, colors and shapes;
even though they get in a lot of scrapes.
I love calicos, tabbies, marbled too;
I really love a Persian Blue.
I...

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