Boo Poems - Poems about Boo

For the very first time in my whole damn life Things are sailing along tickety boo Don't ever remember a time quite like this On top of the world cuz of you You've turned my world all topsy turvy Loving it, as happy as it gets Been sailing along on cloud number nine Haven't quite gotten over it yet Probably never will and...

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Oh Boo Hoo I'm Fairly Healthy And Alive And Retired (For Awhile Now.) I Really Miss Hating Mondays So Much. (But I Still Know What It's Like.) -Gray Squirrel 05-19-2025 ...

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Chee chee chee chee De boo de boo de boo Swee swee swee Tree tree tree Bru bru bru De boo de boo de boo Song of a songbird I heard today Which one is it?...

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Oh, Jellystone Park, where echoes reside, In the whispers of trees and the brook's gentle glide. A haven of mischief, of laughter, of cheer, Where two famous bears roam year after year. Yogi, the leader, so quick with a plan, A bear of bold wit, a most cunning fan. With his tie so dapper, his hat tilted just so, A schemer of...

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Black and blue boo boo bruises courtesy hurled Bobo box No matter I sustained multiple contusions about the face and neck and minor head concussion after the missus tossed an unopened box of five apple pie stuff'd oat bites in my direction (what got whisked - as clocked by yours truly at lightspeed), nevertheless (whew), no...

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In the chill of night, when shadows dance and sway, A tale of Halloween, I'm bound to convey. A story woven from the threads of scare, Beware the whispers in the haunted air. In a quaint old town, where cobwebs hung, Where eldritch secrets from the rafters clung, The people gathered, dressed in fright, To celebrate...

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A shy sun plays peek-a-boo with clouds clogging the sky; and barring its path. Dyed in shades of grey; they gather like sheep, clustering overhead; grazing on blue skies. And soon, melancholy tears, morph into raindrops....

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Said the Haiku To the Senryu Whooo are you The Senryu's reply I am but a Haiku that has learned to laugh and cry ...

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~ To the tune of 'Everybody Loves Somebody Sometimes ~ Sung by Dean Martin ...

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Love me sweetly I will you I'll make sure The things I do Are all the things You want me to Your happiness Is what I seek Say my name When at the peak No need for words No need to speak I'll know the point When you are there Vanilla rose Floats in the air Now go to sleep Without a care And when you wake It's real, you'll know Right next...

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Grandma's kisses soothe makes all boo boos go away as if never there...

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The sun is playing peek-a-boo. It warms me when it’s out, But when it hides behind the clouds, A chill shows off its clout. I much prefer the sunshine’s rays, Which sink into my skin, Reminding me that spring’s the season We will soon be in. Between the cotton puffs of cloud, The sky’s a lovely blue, Which darkens just a bit each time The sun...

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Sally was a silly sheep, all she did all day was sleep. She was woolly with skin so fair. All the rams loved her silky hair. But she'd always give them a scare, as her voice they could not bare. They would run ever so far, as she could not go baa, baa, baa. What made sally feel really blue, instead of baa, her...

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Lately haven't heard from Kamala Harris so much as 'boo' ~ Party pros fear she'd word-salad that one too...

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On Saturday night, I was watching a movie Till I fell asleep. All of a sudden, At around twelve forty-five, I heard a loud thump. "Who is that?" I asked. I waited for a response, But there was nothing. So I asked again, "Who's there? Quit fooling around And show yourself now!" There's still no answer. "This is SO not happening," I said to myself. I grabbed my flashlight And my...

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