Carpool Poems - Poems about Carpool

... While sharing the ride and not a lot to see or do seated side by side in the Chunnel queue with commuters driving home I took a look at the view carpool tunnel vision syndrome ...

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...The charts and graphs of doom are steep. Our worries pile up in a heap - Into our brains it starts to seep - Indeed, we are in trouble deep. Will he move fast or slowly creep, As he, at bay......

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...Oft’ the person remembered by a song. Short trip to the base, in the come along. Don’t know much about the driver, (We were bound with military fiber…) but the cool-cassette-high in t......

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...Finally, Summer's over and the kids are back in school I'm not a bad mother, but after driving through carpool, I'll have seven hours, five days a week, spent in peace No yelling, "Behave!" In si......

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...Ever heard of the beautiful Ohio? The writer in me wants you to know - River life has its anecdotes My granny, a German immigrant, mastered that river in dinghy boats to attend a Lutheran church......

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...Kristin says he wasn’t good enough for me. Kristin tells Andrew she loves him in front of me. Kristin wishes Andrew was more thoughtful. Kristin says nobody is ever enough, anyways. Katie sa......

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...Continued one of the angelic aliens in earth’s close orbit, ‘Thus we’re given this task by our CEO at universe Milkit. All you need to plant the flora umpteen Until we create a fresh ozone layer c......

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...So, you think gangs are cool, Are you really that big a fool, Did I not see you at a rally to make women your equal? And did you not support a carpool, To keep children safe from a possible ghoul......

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...Respect dead people and never sleep with them Don't expect call backs from the dead Smoking, drinking and deceased in trunks of cars Are bad habits and probably against the law in Alabama It is......

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...I finally finished retiring four years ago, a process that started in my mid-fifties due to late adopting kids with special needs, including needs for me to be home to personally walk them on, h......

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...Before the crack of dawn Quickly washes, throws her clothes on Hustles downstairs in a second or two In a rush: Instant coffee will have to do With love she makes breakfasts for her other......

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...I woke up it was a sunny day 'Come for breakfast' mom would say, I freshened up, then made my bed Put away the books that I had read, Just another day at school My ride was here, my friends carp......

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...I’m from toy cars and mismatched Barbie shoes. I’m from bike races down the one road where no unpadded limb was safe. I’m from a Sunday carpool and Tom Thumb slushies in Florala. I’m from the twan......

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...i speak trouble yes i speak trouble late night rumble very quiet mumble summertime symptoms slipped in subtle suddenly i want to see the warmth right before the crunching of some autumn leaves too ho......

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...I awoke in a kitchen on a pillow of aprons; my body covered with bruises from a mob of angry patrons. Then I came to in my bed with all my ex-lovers and their menstrual blood absorbed by my......

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