Best Wasty Poems

Chicken, chicken, in the yard.

When will you be quiet?

All day long it's cluck, cluck, cluck

It sounds like there's a riot.

You flap your wings, yet you...

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The night falls 
and me and a friend are having a walk
He looks up the sky and says stare up high
the moon looks ugly
I look...

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Musing with Caren Krutsinger’s musings. I love
our dear poet’s imagination. Thank you, Caren
for allowing me to use your poem and a few phrases
from your poem....

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I hate to work. I do deplore
each tedious and awful chore.
Inside the house and outside too,
I hate to work. I really do!

I hate to have...

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