Best Whey Poems

I have a superhero;
his name is Pickett Tupp. 
Before you count to zero,
he'll have picked it up.

Grandpa could have hurt his neck 
but Pickett, super...

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The humble cheese has a secret superpower
Its gooey glory conquers cauliflower
The melted cheddar of fried baloney
The better half of macaroni

The sharp-dressed suitor of apple pie
A...

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“The History of a Wasted Mind”

 

What goes through the mind of a recidivist
Fist full of hate and hurt marking time
Fist full of history, got...

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For P.D's "Going Haiku Crazy" Contest

 
How Many?

going to St. Ives
met folks on that smelly bus
more than I could count

Just Sleep Walking?

Wee Willy Winky
caught outside...

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*Image of Many Meanings by KWC.

Likeness ssenekiL: Part 1

(HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs)

He'll heal his heel.
They sow so they sew.
His aide aid with an ade.
You saw...

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night time’s starlight moon
curdles the whey of longing
clouds mask heart’s desire
trembling arms reach out to you
train whistles haunt the captives...

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Oh but it was such a glorious day
When the gods first took the curds from the whey!
Sprinkled some salt and a tincture of time
Aging the...

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Goodness me, fiddle dee dee and la de dah
Mary turned into a black sheep, baa baa baa
That naughty little lamb
Has contrived a big scam
She's gone...

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Farewell, then, AUKN boss,
The next this year makes three.
By the time they find a substitute,
Slovenes will be at sea.

He tried to cover his behind;
AUKN boss...

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Righteousness expressed in struggle’s ply,
 comes shining in a single lifetimes chance;
 From life’s shadows dim a gift will rise,
 explicit in one solemn watcher’s...

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This is my Homophone contest submission     


Ewe No A Lyre

their once was a man with a bore
who worked down at the...

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Heres a rilly lame limrick for ya-
Write hear I'll change the beet!
also I ain't bin usin end rime
An this old line is whey to long...

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We all meet Friends like these and sometimes we keep them!!
Written with a bit of Jamaican Patois thrown in.

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(A Children's Poem)

I see you
          little star
sidling up to the moon
     ...

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Wisps and scurries
flights and flurries
eloquent beasts of beauty and brawn
fields of wheat, girls of whey
suns of glory, told never the same way stories
grassroots often shoots...

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