Canister Poems - Poems about Canister

...Writing this I must be doing This I love I must I love it must Why? Heh, the words melt into nothing as they say Can’t understand it anyways The papers scramble and run and wait that’s not suppo......

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...I do not like anything symmetrical it is the artist in me I wanted color for the kitchen my husband leans toward black and white he likes round things, and hearts, things that are even on both si......

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...Fire is a spirit, crackling vibrations, sirring catalyst; force and energy of the midday sun. I raced over mountains, caressed hairs of strong forests and rolled over balling rivers......

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...Somewhere in New York City was an upbeat corner building. Painted in bright lively colors, with awnings and such. The corner filled with a building shaped like a canister. colorful petunias, geran......

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...In 1968 I was filling my hope chest with embroidered tea towels. I spent a week’s salary on a mushroom canister set in 1969. Sears had a collection of mushroom kitchen items. They were called the ......

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...Flour, who needs it? I do! The cupcakes yell. And me! Agreed the pie crust. Me! Hollered brownies. Me! Me! Me! The chili screamed. Why do you need flour? Questioned the tomatoes. The other so......

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...Demonstrators in all riots Aren’t at all full or half idiots: Any fellow on Rich Diet Most likely will remain quiet… Idiots don’t fear Police Canister, Whose contents are damned sinister. Co......

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...Returning home, you walk inside, Awaken the olfactory. There, resting on the countertop Are cookies baked for all to see. Your mind leaps to the obvious: The signs all tell a story clear. No ......

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...Where oh where does the poop go in space That shining star you see maybe just the place Of a poop canister From the ISS manager Floating the vastness of space we'll never erase......

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...I feel quite certain can is to canister as sin is to sinister Lust is to luster and teach is to teacher as preach is to preacher But not mini is to minister as not what sinister ser......

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...Where oh where does poop go in space That shiny star you see may be just the place Of a poop canister From the ISS manager Floating in the vastness of space we'll never erase......

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...As morning arises I pop open a canister of black silk. Grounds of mellow yum I will brew into a dreamland cup. My palate will swim in the amber-mahogany sea and carry my mind t......

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...Orange paisley in the seventies prancing in my mind Twisted up with lemons and avocados, fruit colors Also shown in mushroom canister sets and Tupperware On equal footing stark straight black an......

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...The door opens like a loaded twelve gage I’m not gonna go to sleep I just walked into my dreams The girl of my nightmares Circling thru the maze in my mind I know she says I am hard to find......

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...What have you done to us my child? I tore my body to bring you here He wetted his shirt with sweat to ink your books 23 years of learning gave you a well-paying job Your job gifted you a high hel......

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