Best Songy Poems

Ticky Bicky Boo
Licky Mickey Moo
I'm in love with you
Little Tsuki Tsu.

Chicky Dicky Doo
Ricky Nicky Nu
Close your lips with glue
Kiss a kangaroo.

Tricky Picky Poo
Quicky Hicky Hoo
I'll...

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She’s coming! Mom said this in a sing-songy way.  
She knew that my twin and I were fascinated with Florence, 
she was like our...

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Twelve days of sleep deprivation has thrown
Aunt Zee into full blown manic.
And it did not help that a young
cute female doctor who was trying
to please,...

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The depths of my soul are too shallow.
The fruits of my labor grew fallow.
A sing songy rhyme in three quarter time.
Is all that this poem...

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I walked into my school at noon one day, straight from a bland boring counseling meeting and no one was there.
No receptionist, no secretary, no...

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Foreword... 
Of two commonly used pronunciations, this poem uses Dippla-doe-cous.
Originally written as a singy songy thingy to the tune of Supercalifragilistcexpealidocious.


Jurassic Lark.


An optical illusion or...

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Every morning at a quarter to six, I can hear my he him trotting down the hallway to the bed where I lay, shriveled up...

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‘tap, tap, tap’

your petite knuckles
gently attacking my door -
I envision their French-painted nails
dancing in the shine of
the hallway light
like a row of bishops bowing to...

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Walked a wooded trail, suddenly unsure of my surroundings,
wondered had I'd become lost..
only a moment disconcerted, as dusk grew nearer. 

I went over an old...

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Oh, you did not know Mrs. Klondike said.
Haughty, uppity, not nice in the least.
The festival has been moved and renamed.
The Aprillstica has been re-named?

No way!
I...

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I unconditionally love the eutony heard by
my soul when I hear certain words.
zing, zip, zeal, zest, zealot, zipper, and z,
are particular favorites, for several sing-songy...

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saw the old lady’s china pattern drawn on the floor
a line of crazy if you asked me, but what do I know?
Did he mean he...

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Tweets, chirps, pops, whistles

Pure sing-songy prettiness

Bird Sanctuary...

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* Content Warning: this poem touches on physical/emotional abuse*

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        “dabble,...

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I’ve been remembering dreams lately. I don’t know why.
I dreamed I had a conversation with God last night.

We’d finished moving into the university residential dorm...

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