Best Toggle Poems

If I could only maneuver about
Or manipulate this stone
Then perhaps, by chance
I'd loosen the grout
This mountain, I would hone

Maybe I could toggle a bit
Molding my...

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You strut with pink, exotic flair
an exaggerated bird with Picasso shape
your wandering neck and abstract beak
bend and toggle, squawk and pace
your splindly legs cause a...

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“Without you I am finished; as if I had never placed footfall,”
“Thanks for that Pete, I think you’re neat,”
“Like some new software?”
“Don’t worry my treat”

“Windows...

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The excitement starts
The second I wake up
I have the biggest smile ever
Today I am jumping
Today I will fly

My stomach has butterflies
A tea and I’m ready...

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Parades in progress, coaches appear, and

Black-plumed horses dance,

They raise their heads and velvet blankets

Toggle as they prance!


The queen appears, the king is dead,

The servants gather...

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In the absence of need

 the chasm of difference encroaches

but love fires heed

 

True love can't be bought

yes, you can rent a lover, however

this is...

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I really do not like the thought of a God that makes things happen
Call it destiny, call it fate, call it pre-determination
Call it God’s grand...

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Light switch: a toggle in which to turn something on or off...

Some would call it a gift
Others would say a curse
But I have dwelling inside...

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I see you struggle
And there is no bliss
Your high, your low
Can we just kiss?

I see you toggle
And there is no glitz
Your mad, your sad
Please stop...

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this is more than a feeling;
Life's struggle like a fishing line;
I am a fish reality got me hook, line and sinker;
Reeling I struggle to hold...

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In the sun it’s boiling hot;
In the shade it’s cold.
Don’t think I complain a lot
Just because I’m old.

My two brothers live here; one
Loves all the...

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In the dark of the night, 
when all are sleeping, out of sight,
the Oggles come out to play. 
For they love to flirt, 
in the...

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Christians, fundamentalist and evangelical,
Have their own music, which is loud and clear,
But although it’s repeated monotonously every week, 
It always excites them so, when they...

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Jazz man of the mill suffering atomic verse
Born of the waves, air-raids of sound 
Moons  to profile the edge of weather 
And sun to...

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Fast forward at least two score
Earth's orbitz round the sun
approximately the year 2040
history already wrote him off
as thee worst president
(based on numerous metrics)
of these United...

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