Best Squander Poems

Here it is here it is,
The money
the dough
the cash
It's all here
A lot of it too
Let's get this
Let's get that
We need this
Oh! A must have!
How about this
Don't forget about those shoes
We have enough
WE have a lot
We can get MORE
We need not worry
….
The money is all gone
Something...

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told, I’m …
purveyor of a pen
drowning in the anguish of the heart …
bulletin:
love - not always love
love - always pain 
always -
all ways …
wherever, whatever, WHOever the
soul divides for,
consumed, one day …
lost to time’s bitter casualty -
forever’s coda,
postscript of existentialist id …
not an iota
escapes the...

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Do not squander your wishes on the likes of her!
Said the wish-giver’s advisor, who was not pure.
We have not gotten along, she is kind of a saddle burr.
Luckily, the elf wish-giver did not hesitate or stir.

He gave me my top wish for her to disappear.
She...

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Human Squander

Cold day on my walk I needed to pee, it happens often
when you are old, but there were ants about I couldn’t
pee on them, lowly as they might be they are still living 
things and one has to show respect; the unspoken logic
of dignity....

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D-on't wait for next day, 
D-o the better things today, 
Y-esterday is gone. 







Topic: Birthday of Donner D. Yap, March 8 
Form: Acrostic Haiku...

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While Trump Spends and Will Squander

While Trump did spend and also will squander;
Excessive expenditures have been big blunder;
He did shatter,
Laughing matter;
Mis-spelled words do exist in spell he is under.  

Jim Horn...

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touch flocked wallpaper
smell pink tulips
scream your absolute joy
taste salt and sugar
be as awake as you can be
every day is a gift
do not squander it...

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if only we still had
all the time in the world
and our youth to squander
all the paths to explore
and wander at our leisure

the echo amplified
do you not hear the clamor
as each grain of sand
through the hourglass
counts down each hour

to me it's as loud as thunder
a warning...

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