Bologna Poems - Poems about Bologna

...Though I am but a Janitor Roger White A dim yellow light filters the tiny room with shadow and pale glow. In a bucket - trickle, splash, whirl, woosh, trickle. The door groans and quietly latches......

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...Everyone's hungry fried bologna sandwiches warmed chili soup......

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...Thanksgiving a day to fill our tummies with turkey I love turkey more than most I could eat turkey every day with mashed potatoes and corn warmed up sweet rolls and cranberry sauce I love a rea......

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...There once was a girl named Mona Who screened all her calls on her phone-a She said, "At the tone Make yourself known" Or she'll think that you're full of bologna!......

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...Near the old docks in Genoa where old dwellings stand close together making streets narrow and families live is lived rather noisily, where women hang laundry to dry on small terraces or on window l......

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...Connie was a cheerleader bright white toothed smile bouncing boobs short skirt legs running long through school boy fantasies friday nights her stage crisp November air her makeup Robert was......

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...when I met you, I was dying. for the very first time in my life, but certainly not the last- you made sure of that when I met you I was dying. I hadn’t eaten in three months and my body was a vandal......

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...Roast beef on Rye. Pastrami on toast, a Rubin - I only have thinly sliced bologna. Not hungry anyway. Beyond a window, a dog is on my lawn, my mind shouts, surprisingly the dog seems to hear me.......

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...Kindergarten Teacher Kind when she shares her bologna sandwich. Imaginative when she has to use Q-tips to teach. Nurturing to teeter totter injuries. Daring when rescuing an ......

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...Flamingos in the mud with wet flat feet, search for curly shrimp to eat. They preen and rest in their Mangrove nest. Eagles, America's great bird of prey are so very brave and strong......

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...Consumed I remember in poverty, eating ramen noodles, daily. Beans and Weenies. Meatless sauce spaghetti. Rice, Rice, Rice, without any real spice. Bologna Sandwiches. Hamburger He......

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...I remember the green grass, leaves of the trees turning brown. Walking down the stream not caring that gold lay at the bottom. Fishing at the dam a stick a string and a hook loaded with bologna. L......

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...a sociopath selfserving and destructive egotistical God gargantuan favorite of mine has been at end say Amen snow fell on shoulder could cause him to be colder when he was older remind......

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...5/9/22 Let me change my toning Skills mastered and others still honing I am not droning People to this day passed away from a stoning Continually condoning With no cease to cloning It's beco......

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...Hey, Daddy, I want to take a walk. Daddy does not listen or look at me. He is poking buttons on his light up toy. Bing. Bee Bing Bee Bing Bee Bing Bee Bing. Hey, Daddy, I am almost out of food.......

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