Best Yakking Poems

My muse has been hiding out
And with no peep, squeak or shout
She must be sound asleep
No words, just counting sheep
Tired of the poetry drought

Oh where, O where has my gypsy muse flown
Seems she has left me to write on my own
I must not be too...

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My muse has been hiding out
And with no peep, squeak or shout
She must be sound asleep
No words, just counting sheep
Tired of the poetry drought

Oh where, O where has my gypsy muse flown
Seems she has left me to write on my own
I must not be too...

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Cooped within ancient bodies, this inhabitant 
dwells amongst an elder net 
of crabby, crotchety, curmudgeonly claque 
of old folks, only a portion of population I met
which achey, flaky, kooky motley crue 
disgruntlement fed as peevish pet
aye be earnest asper assessment, 
but some getting ready and...

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A rhetorical question finds me asking 
(to no one in particular) why I recall 
the names of grade school teachers 
approximately fifty years ago (whose 
names listed below), when the need

to retrieve necessary information due
ring examinations (less time ago) 
often found me seized with sudden...

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R olling down the freeway, for hours and hours on end
O n our much anticipated family vacation,
A ll us kids were joking, yakking, singing songs and snacking,
D azzled by scenic routes and filled with youthful elation.

T old by Dad to quiet down, we simply couldn’t...

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Adam Actually Aced An Awesome Adventure
Bradley Boldly Baked Bad Beef
Christopher Canned Cut Cold Cuts
David Dunked Darla Dimple
Evan Ecstatically Escaped Every Eagle
Franklin Flipped Fat Franks
Gary Gerrickson Gave Gary Ginton Good Gooey Guavas
Harriet Had Hot Ham
Impish Idiot Igor's Island
Jerky Jared's Jelly Jammies
Kate's Kosher Kitty Kale
Leon's Lovely Lyrical...

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There it glows illuminating night,
Harkening to frightening sounds,
Enlightening her crevices,
Molding images of real fright;
Yakking all witches delight...
Suspending bats from trees,
Topping their heads with fleas:
Ironic play to increase their pranks!
Contained the mystical moon waits,
Arming herself with blinding gleams,
Launching them to break up their feats
Louder than the...

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Day 1
I stomp into class black big
Boots they work
Good to make an impact
See the teacher flinch
Dumb ; its what she gets
Eyes judging mouth yakking 
Puffy feet pounding up
And down the aisles just to see
What i’m doing-nothing
Can’t you tell-
nothing

Day 29
Nothing good when
i finally talk to someone
They...

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Euphoric rays disperse from my house these days.
Cuddling and being cuddled while 
Staying in the clamorous company of
Three generations in this vacation is simply ecstatic.
Adoring the rarity of my aged mother's company,
Spoiling my daughters with love, running around with their little daughters,
Yakking and laughing, keeping...

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After beguiling charisma,
damnable excoriations fixedly,
gamely, horribly, insult jesting,
kibitzing, loosely mindless nattering,

outlandish pablum, quintessentially
representing senseless trumpeting,
unswervingly vapid wordy
X-DOUBLE-MINUS
yawping zest.

If ye did not already guess from thee 
above blimey claptrap, Das English flap
doodle glib human incorporates jokingly,
kookily, laughably mashedup nonsensical, 

oddly, peculiarly, questionably ridiculous, 
spluttering total unintelligible...

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Birdie’s Bar
August 19, 2008

To the old Plymouth
Mom came to salvage her brood
We’d hear the crunch of gravel beneath her feet
She dragged us three sleepy eyed girls
Sullen
Curious 
Non-entities
We took our mealy mouths up and followed her
Out of the warm, closed-in car
We all had to go to...

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Not End Up Being

They say that she is such a pretty princess
And in my business I am poor and penniless
Maybe what I should do is to stop yakking
Up and down river soon start kayaking.

Will begin taking pictures of birds and bees
Some swimming in water or...

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Beware of politicians whose active manifesto
Is always to speak ill of other candidates and opposition parties.
They are the real problems!

Beware of political goons and rumour-mongers, spinning allegations 
Twining civil questions, yakking all day but never about 
What they have done or can do. They have...

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The difference between
      a social butterfly
      and a wallflower ~
    I'm busy yakking now
      Gimme an hour or so ......

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A most ordinary, a tad-bit hazy day,
Fishing from the pier, a black cat came my way.
A mere kitten she was, "was she wearing a hat?"
a man's blue top hat? a black, blue-eyed girl cat?

She sauntered on down and I could tell, this is odd.
I called...

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