Best Skittle Poems

Here we are in 1650, which is ten minutes to five
swing the wheel to the West, which is left,
put your sun cream away, man the...

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Rattling like Skittle packets in my hand,
seeds so miniscule will become so grand.

Bull's Blood Beets and Brandywine Tomato
begin the extensive garden rainbow.

Scarlet Nantes Carrots hide...

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Over the mountains of Hershey tint
Beyond the forest of peppermint
More sour than pounds of Lemonheads
Higher than vines of Twizzler shreds

Longer than shores of Pop Rocks
Taller...

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Colors of the rainbow, taste so sweet
Chewing fast and slow, crunch and repeat
Opposite of bland, grabbing slowly
Skittles in hand, perfect symmetry

Hard outside, inside not
Covers dyed,...

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Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle
   when off to see a crooked man and woman
whilst cowards jumped over moo ving little
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Silence As Friend
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I sat there staring at the screen
Thinking about lunch
Feeling very lean

I sat there still
Letters taunting me
Staring out the window sill

All I got was Nature staring...

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PETER'S SON PETERSON                      ...

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Hare Krishna's
In their Pickups
Depressed Comics
Down on their Luck
Teenage Girls
Screaming Meme's
Commie Pinko's
Leftward Leaning
Vincent Price
Flo and Eddie
Rodger Rabbit
Priscilla Presley
Nuns in Habits
Dwarf's in Ponchos
Deadbeat Dads
Munching Nachos
Right-Wing Nut Jobs
Trading...

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In the deep of the snow, In the dead of winter,
Under the Aurora Borealis taking our breath away.
The snow turtles jostle, and skittle, and Skim...

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hear the happy skittle 
knows he isn't brittle
laughs at flying spittal 
from the vicars

see the sullen dancer
living fearing cancer
seldom wants an answer
always bickers

smell the Christmas...

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A bird comes to tell me a story,
perched on my window sill,
it knocks on the glass to wake me up,
with its bright yellow bill!

This morning’s...

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Messiah complex
In a turtle neck
Twirling vortex wreck
Black hole quench
Talking in riddles
Might as well be speaking in french
Little skittle flecks
Buzzing from two twenty two's
Of bubbly Beck's
Clinching...

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nobody knows Her like i know Her
and She cannot live with him
but She cannot live without him
but the air is warm
and i just cannot get...

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Rum tum tiddle
You can fiddle
In the middle
Of the place where you piddle
In a skittle on the griddle 

Rum tum tiddle
It's a brittle little riddle
As you...

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