Caribou Poems - Poems about Caribou

There once was an elk a lonely elk not a wapiti or moose who had no friends not even a whelk so he went in search the silly goose hoping for the milk of elkish kindness with another of his ilk tho' he did go looking high and low roaming all around in the snow sad to say at the end of the day no...

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freeze frosting packed snow heavy storm promotes hunger ~ lone caribou fears...

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Now Rudolph the red-nosed caribou has a task that only he can do his job on Christmas Eve though you may disbelieve is to guide Santa's sleigh straight to you. (Limerick) 12/07/2020 Christmas Limerick Poetry Contest Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Alexis Y....

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An old man from Caribou Hill Fancied a bit of a thrill His care worker, Sandy Was willing and randy And slipped him a little blue pill. *** If only the coach would have told him If only he’d bothered to scold him My footballer son Just might have won And maybe I...

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There is a new ice cream It is A in Canada It is called The Caribou An ice cream bar on a stick Sold in the groceries stores A hard chocolate shell With a rice crispy coat Bite into it -vanilla ice cream The caramel flowing out Your taste buds will be pleased If you like caramel If you like chocolate This ice cream you'll enjoy A...

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Baraboo! Her clowns now gone away Her deer -- now cari-blue...

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The saga set In blinding light Upon a barren stage Players hunter and prey Eyes the marrow of this bone Peering thought the slit aperture The nuance of the scene Otherwise lost to a midnight sun ...

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limitless valley forced separated instinct lost my caribou ~Written By: Laura Loo~ ~Date Written: February 14, 2016~...

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ARE THERE CARIBOU IN MALIBU? The frail I fail to reach The elderly with so much to teach Those older whose shoulder brushes mine And yet each and every eye still to shine Those tangled up by values and vine The ones who feed squirrels in some secluded square Those with remembrances to relate with reverence, relevance and a touch of flair The...

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ARE THERE CARIBOU IN MALIBU? The frail I fail to reach The elderly with so much to teach Those older whose shoulder brushes mine And yet each and every eye still to shine Those tangled up by values and vine The ones who feed squirrels in some secluded square Those with remembrances to relate with reverence, relevance and a touch of flair The...

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ARE THERE CARIBOU IN MALIBU? The frail I fail to reach The elderly with so much to teach Those older whose shoulder brushes mine And yet each and every eye still to shine Those tangled up by values and vine The ones who nourish squirrels in some secluded square Those with remembrances to relate with reverence, relevance and a touch of flair The...

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