Best Typo Poems

The ruby rose that I once knew
was graceful, mild, and oh so sweet.
I put down roots near her and grew
to understand she was discreet.

Though in...

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(typo just fixed)

Old Humpty Dumpty, the egg on the wall,
had a friend Bacon, who was ten feet tall.
Those two went together like bread goes with...

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Waking up, in a light gray four poster bed.
With flowers and ribbons, painted
on the ceiling above my head.
.
Satin slippers and a robe, so soft.
A young...

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A  MAD  (TAG!) 

I am very upset right now.
I do hope many of you read my tag.
Do not care if you comment or...

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“And how are you named dear Owl?” The Owl continued to look dignified but uttered no reply, rather it fixed Dumpty with a thoughtful look...

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What is it about me that gives you the impression that I am just your average
sleazy, easy, breezy, from the hood who can't possibly get...

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Panicked people pour into the streets pushing past each other; they’re powerless
Against the awful atrocity unleashed by unknown armed assailants.
Normalcy has fled; so many in...

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What was a happy place..
It's been replaced with sadness
Shadows moved in
Looking out the window, the sky frowns gray
Rain pouring down
An ominous sound
Of regret, our love...

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When I first came on the stage of poetry soup,
            You greeted me with...

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Inspired by a friends’ typo...

 

...When do the butterflies in our stomachs stop fluttering? 

Why do they stop being so happy?

Is it because they have...

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Where is mystery
On how Moses makes his tea?
We know, Hebrews it.

It won’t surprise me
If a cartoonist’s found dead 
And clues are sketchy.

I catch it the...

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L'Overture


Lest we forget
Words often mouthed
For the dead of bloody war
Forgot not those great ones
Whose battles were on the home front
Seeking only equality of voice

Ray Charles...

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My top ten will always be my fingers and toes.
One more makes eleven if you’re counting my hose.
Oops, was that a Freudian typo, I meant...

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Just before daybreak while lying in bed
A lovely poem was filling my head.
To my computer to write it all down,
In all its glory, each adverb...

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what is a server
i use white-out on the screen
with ev'ry typo...

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