Crocks Poems - Poems about Crocks

... I’m racing round the NASCAR scene, With bugs and grit upon my gleam. The rubber flies, the dust goes wild, Screen’s smeared, rip it off, I cried. Tear it Off, Rip it Off! Shatter My Veil, t......

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...Paul Hogan now..A battler thats true' tall tails and long days, The crocks could tell you.. Also' painter on the bridge Over Sydney town, tested and tried.' Yet still not bested.' The taxman wanted......

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...Soon, I will journey to the middle of the moon, There, I will proudly place a memento with flair, Fine sculpture shaped for reduced-gravity design, One like proud Lady Liberty, facing the sun. Li......

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...I heard the tooth fairy lost her teeth. Thief stole every last one, and her wand. She can’t wave away the loss. Senseless, of course. Sore kids won’t let it go - their tooth. They’ve moved to Nev......

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...O Spring season of love for every plant and beast, from early March till later May the charming guest would feast. In mother nature you’ll see the signs of all Divine designs. You will see the b......

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... “Times have passed cheques (checks) are surpassed We now have online banking. In my day if they didn’t wanna pay, all you heard was The last line of this poem” ......

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...I shan't try and be witty an engage in the norm peeking through such pain my eyes see dim as crushing temporal lesion push against soft tissue endings pounding my optic nerves from my forehea......

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...I fell asleep in a wondrous glen that seemed so full of sparkly things Trees here, over there a unicorn what? Yes a unicorn perched on a grassy rock I looked at it, it too looked at me I say h......

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...I heard there were horns on an Iowan fox. This went around the circle of kids wearing socks. In front of a time piece that had out of sync tocks. The circle was strange, most nurses wore crocks. ......

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...Uncle Pete agrees to take his great grand-nephew fishing to Lake Mare. I don’t have a pole, Larry says. No prob, says Pete. We can share. I’ll make my own rod, the nine-year-old says, and grabs a t......

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...Altitude of Autumn— bitty kites without strings attached from God’s cache. Over the top joy— elixir of Jack Frost, Jacques Torres chocolate, crackling of hearths. Vouchs......

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...On my left the full silver circle of the moon Just risen in the east And on my right the mellow sun about to swoon Provided a rare feast But, without you, I shunned them like the sun at noon And......

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...Alligators want my 46C’s. I throw them hard with plenty of ease. Here come the crocks. With toes in socks. I scream as I run from their tick tocks.......

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...I have a flatter head said the gator, haughtily. So what? The crock answered. “Let me see.” But crock went home and pouted about it too. His mother told him not to be so blue. Gators have much ......

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...Shoes. Red shoes,blue shoes some are black or brown. Flat shoes, heeled shoes some to walk around the town. With pointy toes or square toes round toes or peek-a-boo toes stilettos six inch......

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