Best Smarted Poems

My name is Spenser
No dog is denser
I'm not well smarted
But I'm big hearted
If you was hurted
I'd be alerted
And I'll come racing
To lick your facing....

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When I was young, I was so very sweet.
I never tattle-taled or smarted off.
I shared with others when I got a treat,
and at my sisters I would never scoff.

I loved to help my mother, so I did
the many chores she gave me happily.
I was so...

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Ill-tempered Elfin Queen, would bully
and demean everyone she'd see
an unruly brat
nasty tricks thought daily that
when on her throne she sat sadly    

She had to force her head in a sack
precaution she must engage to hold back
to gaze in a looking glass
so she...

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twas the morning of Christmas,
when I spied a mouse,
on Christmas Eve,
he had the run,
of our house,
the stockings we'd hung,
by the chimney with care,
suspiciously were, 
no longer there,


the children all jumping, 
on their warm beds,
were screaming for presents,
from the fellow in red,
I was just craving, 
some...

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AEONIA-
   AEONI-
      AEON-

Vestal purity, all men succumb- the Virgin whose eyes stare silver beams- crystallizing his very soul. He,  and all who gaze upon she.

   Aeonia writhes behind fallen lids, unable to awake. Betrayal of...

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Another season has started and he's ready to go.
For the Bobwhite Quail is this hunters foe.
He's one beautiful dog,but he's not for show,
for not many of birds have out smarted old-Joe.

He's been lying in the yard now for months on end
just waiting and waiting for...

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She’s dead
But will always stay alive
A beacon for everyone with a gripe

Thatcher snatcher was their war cry
When with apparent vigour
She tore asunder all society held dear

A divisive strong willed fighter
With femininity covering a steely frame
She moved gracefully among men 
A force of reckoning
In a world...

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ARGH! NO MORE MEDICARE!

A worst nightmare loomed large
notification courtesy Montgomery County
Assistance Office caseworker
implied medical coverage axed
I felt hammered, nailed, shingled out...
livid with rage
frenzied, harried, jarred...
railing away
fit tubby tied to train tracks
ready to kill myself!

Bajillion dollars for medications
yikes - anxiety/panic attacks
slated to return with vengeance,
no way...

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Without Knowing Your Gender...,
(nonetheless ex post facto still flattered)

Bhutan names defy affiliating,
determining, identifying... gender,
and what a faux pas this dada admits,
when a blessed high school
student did league gully tender

benighted, gifted, ordained yours truly
with sobriquet "Guru"
alluded to in previous poem, render
ring this foolish hearty good fella...

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No one in this world , will take Ur place 	!!!



Seeing the horizon halfway drowned
As it looks all round
I wish U were around
To see the pain with which M actually crowned

Feeling the gentle breeze
Flowing through the seas
Sizzling rain drizzling away the lees
Always reminds Me of...

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I admit I broke all the rules,
This fool considered them jewels.
I care not about cost and fees:
Each a burden of stormy breeze.

God loves the sinner, not the sin.
Each sin he would throw in the bin.
Repent, all souls have all My keys
I will you not in...

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My thoughts drift back thro' the fleeting mists of time,
To my youth when life seemed somewhat more sublime.
Memories waft thro' my mind as tho' on gossamer wings,
Recalling uncommon folks, events and very special things!

I'll never forget the taste of Blackjack or Teaberry gum.
Being chosen last...

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He sits outside my window
The loudest thing I've ever heard
He keeps me awake all night long
I'm gonna kill that mockingbird

He even mimics my wife snoring
He's a mockingbird you see
My wife's half deaf, she can't hear him
Sawing logs up in that tree

When daylight comes he's as...

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After inscribing a long forgotten word “Romance” in the sky 
on the other side of the setting sun and turning my face to the field 
where I walk through.  A little remaining daylight beckons me, as if loath, I am leaving.

When I was a...

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Saturday afternoon

The wind blew hard this afternoon in Cascais
whirls of dry soil, the dust, smarted eyes
Not much fun walking around doing nothing
looking into shop windows of expensive dresses
A barber shop was still open, and a barber with
scissors in his hand looked haughty, challenging
me to enter,...

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