Clippers Poems - Poems about Clippers

...Garage door opener Ice cream carton Pencil, erasers, pencil sharpener Magazines Tv remote Gummie pills Magic markers Towel Black sock Gray sandal Sketch pad Twinkie wrapper Snickers bar ......

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...Santa Claus, we’ve been out of touch and I don’t ask for very much but I have needs, and I’m in Dutch I want to see the light of day oh, and can you give me a sleigh and a way to forget yest......

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...I don't want to recite this poem in front of you... Probably not for the reasons you're thinking, But what do I know of what you're thinking For that matter What do you know of me? Sometimes I......

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...The Cat has Taken Over. by Bob Moore-c Fe So, we got a cat nothing wrong with that told my wife we never would ......

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...An old friend visited today, no longer young Men Our hair changed, not with dyes or clippers anymore Two silver foxes, a little rounder than before We both have partners now, I have kids ......

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...Adamant Face My mother used to say with an adamant face, "There is a place for everything and for everything a place!” My goodness, this house is a total disgrace" So every Tuesday at quarter pa......

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... Memory still anoints them, glowing in the ashes of childhood. The cypress trees in the parkland at the end of the street. Tall, knotted ladders to the heavens where a child’s outstretched han......

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...I've battled every year, To keep the Wisteria clear. Away from the tree, Swaying so gracefully. The vine has caught a branch, Refusing to let it go. Tightening its grasp, I wonde......

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...In 2016 when I bought my town house, one of my first visitor's was my ex-spouse. He wanted me prepared for life's breaks and knocks, so he gifted me my very first tool box.. I never acquired the......

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..."I thought I'd feel comforted by walking through my childhood home. The only emotion I felt was melancholy that it had been abandoned and left alone to die." ~ by poet I sat in sor......

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...At the ball... At this point in the tale, a happy ending should be pending, But readers now are more demanding, And so, I'll tweak a bit the plot. Cinderella made an entrance like aurora boreal......

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...The office dust is gone…now his office is in disarray The dust was two years thick…pandemic thick So many papers, pairs of glasses, and miscellaneous Carefully moved each item aside to lemon shine......

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...You have to come see for yourself! The hoe said to the rake. The rake yawned, uninterested. The hoe was always riling people up for no reason. Seriously! The hoe said. You must come see what the g......

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...As a small boy the barber would sit me on a wooden bench placed across the armrests of his chair. Mirrors in front and behind imprisoned countless copies of me stretched out as far as I cou......

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...On a morning wings launch into a clifftops uplift of air and glide effortlessly above a distant coast. Tall waves break into foaming sweeps up beaches bare of footprints – a shadow cuts ......

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