Bobbing Poems - Poems about Bobbing

Dip 'em in caramelized honey or gummies Without it, they taste kinda funny and runny A Carnivale only for bobblehead gods A barrel of laughs for the rest of us clods That are blubbering bobbling bobbers bobbing For corn-on-the-cob ...

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I saw this on the news today. I lived my first two years in Buffalo, New York. I have many relatives there. grown men gather ‘round blue cheese in blue swimming pool - bob for chicken wings 9/3/2022...

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bobbing apples on halloween that pumpkin patch special is on everybody else is eating peanuts laughter is in the air like a joke with wings acceptance is not a problem respect is the norm and not subject for negotiation comfort and joy are the only drugs of choice beautifulness is realized in all and everything the apple tree was in a good mood...

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the robin hops and glides over grasses early morn waiting to part head bobbing neck stretch take of the wet silky worm robin slurps worm up 6/11/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©...

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Bobbing Head and beek Bobbing up and down the sidewalk Drops the dissected insect Bobbing up and down Head and beek Chirping Robin dissecting repeatedly droppings Yummy ?? insect and worm Picking up and dropping Chirp yummy-yum Robin eating the worm 8/18/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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Those precious little bobbing bells As fragrant chimes of beauty ring Thru alpine meadows and the fells Those precious little bobbing bells ...

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bob bobsled bobblehead bobbing bouncing bawl AP: Honorable Mention 2020, Honorable Mention 2021 Posted on March 10, 2019...

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Love is buoyant, bobbing and bopping. Love is lolling, limber and lithe. Love is exuberant, effusive and effervescent. Love it sparkles, shimmers and scintillates. Love is capricious, unwitting, unintended. Love is deliciously unfathomable. Above all else, Love is what you want it to be....

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Fate in the hands of God always beholds- a greater future I'm finding ... . As its opportunity mirrors this ... . His devotion for-all of us I believe gently reflecting this ... . Here- in-the-tender-waters of- this humble stream. And as-I cast away- my thoughts to- Him, love sighs, and-joy-runs- free-behind- me-there- over-yonder- to-greet me- across-the- meadow. Because I- know-that- perfect-like- an apple-falling from a tree upon all-of-us. His goodness...

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beneath lilacs bloom three swans cascading lake ...

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