Best Sinbad Poems

MR GREEDY

Mr Greedy could not eat any more
His bulging stomach was swollen and sore
Needed hospital care
But he couldn't get there 
Cos he got wedged in the frame of the door... 

SPOILT BRAT

A spoilt young daughter was having a moan
Santa didn't bring the latest I phone
Her...

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I remember the day Trixie died,
Sinbad staring out upon her grave.
No crying, just day after day, homage.

I couldn’t stand seeing the pain,
Nothing I did, petting, holding,
Could bring him away from the grave.

So down to the pet store I drove
Hoping for a partner to please
And found...

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As stories go 
So do souls
They wonder then grow

As cold as snow
Or as fever ant as ice
Men are not mice

In fields of golden wheat; grain 
Lost with out; insane
Forgetting all that was; ingrained

Living souls in stores
Forgetting their chores
They become the board

Life swings back and forth
Mistrust;...

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Sinbad and Columbus nautical
Miles from home 
Their flotilla of frigates
Sea sailed flags, flown 
Compulsorily becalmed
Roped to steadfast bollards
Wharf bound

Red, green marine, sea blue scene 
Maritime, party time, home time 
Shore leave, can't leave, must leave 
When the ship horn sounds
Sirens and mermaids waiting 
Can't stand...

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spiritual and cultural numerical figure 
                               thought to be as of the heaven
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In my own quiet bedroom,
In my own comfy bed,
Every night I escape from reality.
I give wings to my fancy
When the pillow hits my head,
And my dreams are like a movie that's starring me.

I'm Aladdin glidin' on a magic carpet,
And the djinn has ditched his lamp...

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Aladdin and his magic lamp,Ali Baba and his thieves. 
Sinbad and his sailors ship , a thousand tales like these.
I wish I had a djinni, who could open up these doors,
that men with dead eyes sceamed and planned to order borders closed.

Because these people never...

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Stop Killing My Country

Accused of political banter, 
to speak the words, God Bless, 
and America in the same sentence. 
Bespeaking the fear, 
of being proud, 
just to be born in a land free from tyranny. 
Where anyone can still be more...
than they were, 
before they...

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The Child I once was and knew so well
Has faded into a harden shell 

I won and lost a battle here and there
But, yet the war it rages everywhere

My wisdom do earn and over rate it 
And yet, still others will debate it

Faithful trust, just...

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I'm Sinbad 
I'll come to take you on my raft 
To the land of magic and diamonds, 
my land, where you'll reign 
as the sole queen
I'll pay you my homage and attribute
And stand by thee 
To fan you with my feather fan 
and wipe every...

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LITERAL SENSE :

This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.... 
VERSE 1:
This ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.... 
Concrete counterintuitive ratioed for looser and Leader;
Interim arguments to know who's worst and best person,
Makes no sense either.
Itemised unique personalities need no prejudice session. 
Sparked to negate fallacious  rudiments; deal art.
Trumpling down heaped follies,...

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It's lifetime calling, that's for sure,
'True friendship' that can life endure,
For each man grows, the woman too,
With ever-changing  points of view,
And if both change what's there to last?
It seems a mystery is cast!

Does marriage mean you're not alone,
'Connectedness' helped by cell phone?
Restraining thieves mean...

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A young woman from Glascow named Myrtle 
was as strong as the shell of a turtle.
Once, when an intruder snuck in,
she bare knuckled his glassy chin, 
then floored him with her iron girdle.
I asked this new guy, "Know where Jeez is?"
He says, "Don't even know...

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Looking down at my writing pad, I know my poetry is quite unique.
Like bombs over Baghdad, this poem needs to grace the pages of Newsweek!
I'm sexier than Sinbad, yet you weren't interested in my technique.
Well, that's too bad, because you were just too damn weak.

You...

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Yesterday as the sun was rising on our walk…what should catch our eye….but one humongous…elongated white feather…stretching across the sky.

Our weatherman is quick to inform us…that it’s a cirrus cloud and in it we will find…crystals of ice which means…a cold front will not be...

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