Best Sitcoms Poems

My grandmother used to bake pies 
in the kitchen where I lived as a boy. 
She would spend all day mixing 
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These days I feel as if I'm being consumed 
by worry and uncertainty.
Unsure of exactly what to do or whom to see
regarding issues of my health 
has robbed me of the calm that once cradled me
in the nights of my soundest sleep. 

Once I was...

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From a planet which must be more fun
than the one called “Third Rock from the Sun,”
came an alien that
had the face of a cat.
In his hands he was holding a stun gun!

“Constellations -for eternity-
In a spaceship I’ve traveled,” said he.
“Though I look like a dork,
I...

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Walking from the horrid old motel, and out into the smaze, 
a suffocating day, worsened now, by a mocktail shade of smog
in mockumentary proportions, she flounders in a fog.
Too dazed by crazy sitcoms that seem to fill her life,
on an escalator going up or down,...

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It's five o'clock, she checks her watch, at last the work day's done
Her forehead pounds, a coke is found, she gulps two aspirin down
Walking through the parking lot, a cell phone to her ear
Three calls to make, six texts must wait, until she reaches home

A...

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This was quite a challenge!
You could call it - My potpourri!
It will give other "Soupers", a little glimpse,
of what it is that makes me - me!

I spent 21 years in the Air Force. 
One year in Vietnam.
Been to several Foreign Countries,
thanks to Uncle Sam!

I love...

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Warning!!
This is a free verse poem.
It may not meet the high standards of poetry soup.
It is also highly controversial.
The writer of this poem realizes that poetry is supposed to be light and fluffy!
Just like TV sitcoms.
But hear it is anyway, (oops hear, I mean here,...

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Jerry 
Comedian rarely contrary.
Among his wacky friends, the voice of reason.
Still he got tossed in jail with them in their final season

Elaine
Confident and vain, she could be a pain.
Although Jerry's ex, she remained his friend,
along with George and kooky Kramer, till the very end.

Oct. 22,...

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Frantic fans worry about who's going to win the superbowl.
Pundits speculate about politicians prevailing at the poll.
Some folks are overwrought about their hair turning gray.
By the way, did you hear that another soldier died today?

The nation becomes agog over some inane reality show.
City operations cease...

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From ashes of Sokovia, a twin sister rose,
With powers of chaos and psionic flows,
Wanda they called her, tethered spirit unfurled,
As women before her, she reckoned this world. 

Her pain born of loss, and hurt tragedy,
Fueled a hatred not native and made enemy,
Tony Stark, as she...

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You know the ones,
they are usually smiling
and creating some fun,
be it the class clown
or a family member,
a joker at work who
you'll always remember,
Jerry Lewis in the 
Nutty Professor,
Carol Burnett making
fun of commercials,
funny old sitcoms like
"I Love Lucy," and
"All in the Family,"
and "Everyone Loves
Raymond," and
newer ones...

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Morning lurks
In dark alleys;
Haze presides

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Sunbeams seep
Hazy skies ruin;
Magical sunlight

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Hazy horizons
Smoky dust drifts;
Moody suspensions

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Moody haze
Depressed moods;
Choking smog

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Gratitude smiles
Lazy afternoon;
Sanguine sitcoms

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My darling smiles
Inner sunshine;
Travel talk here

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Random journeys
Mystery calls;
Cites fond journal

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Micro tales
Short and sharp;
Food for thought

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Touch of morning
Evaporated dreams;
Reality check

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Moments of madness
Breezy easy frolic;
Joy mingles cheer

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Old friend departs
Sad...

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i've grown weary
of this story
growing
weary
of this frame
oh so weary
of this cosmos
in which I got this name

and I can't remember why I came

I'm fearful for the leaving
can't seem to quit the game
oh how I love this loathsome body
I carry with me night and day

and when I...

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He seems to love the sound of his own voice,
and if he does not get his way, he balks.
A hug from him would make his gal rejoice,
yet little of affection does he give.
For love of science he will always live,
but friendships matter, so he talks...

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Walking hand in hand
In the TV Land
midnight comedy
maybe later
we should be blessed
with a never ending advertisement
directed at
consumers like you..
An apparatus of sitcoms
til early next morning
Marathon mayhem
Advertisement addiction
Brainwashing bombardment
   listen
     watch
   listen
     watch
 ...

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