Dash Poems - Poems about Dash

Sun dog, sign. Belladonna, breaker point, fine wine. Deign? Design. Grimace, Guelf, and Ghibelline. Young? Yes. Grind gears, golden guess. Torment? Foment... Wilt, flower. Master of Fate! Fortune, ply pace. Lower the rate. Petrichor. Soar, heart within. Love, adore. Forge? Pore? Abyss, chasm, gorge. Ravine. Stranger, thy mean scene. Meter? Reader. Bottle, classic cola, fast cars. Greeter? Leader. Out on Mars they counted stars .. Codex. Manual, inform. Quahog. Quagmire escape, ape. Tympani, roll. Backward black, somewhere in time. Dole? O'er...

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Out my door, I dash To other people's doors for cash Dashing, grubhubbing, and ubering galore In an economy that's sputtering, lent-filled pockets I really abhor Rapacious eyes peruse desktops, tablets, and smartphones for eye-catching menus Man's incessant search for comfort and convenience hungrily continues Dashing, dashing past drive-thrus and beyond dining rooms Now a new and different energy looms Dough dashing Dashing for...

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I’m a slap-dash person; That is just the way I roll, For when I start a project, Ending quickly is my goal. I rarely measure things; instead I look and take a guess, So underneath each picture hung, The wall’s a hole-filled mess. Today I fixed a cabinet Which needed to be spruced. I’d ordered paint and liners For the shelves to give a boost. I emptied...

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Indians have been making big splash, And now there’s this Patel called Kash. What, never heard of him? He heads FBI team, In highly-held hyphens, big dash, One subsists or just leaves, He in himself believes, And tries once again all afresh. ______________________ Happenings |05.12.2024|humour Poet’s note: Trump appoints his long-time acolyte as chief of FBI. ...

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I never measure or use a straight edge Ruler? Measuring cup? I scoff at these tools. I approximate everything that I do. That is why I am a folk artist, not a fine artist. I cook with total imprecision too Guesswork is my best friend I toss in a dollop of this and a dash of that My husband runs when he...

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Dine and dash with your head in the window Stretch your long neck and bend like a willow No one's looking, take your time Outdoor eating's not a crime And the lone master is an old widow ...

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People dine, I know I know they also die mostly old people I know there seems no fixed rule to this dance with death I do not like this one bit or if dining, I don't like it one bite I am alive yet I think I am dead there is no reason for it all smiles only bleed now I dine alone there is, no where...

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I ordered my whole gourmet restaurant staff to serve my pals Molly and Max Giraffe I humbly have to admit the vegan meal was a hit The tall order sparked a jaffy good laugh ...

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Of course, Dine and Dash don't say no Takeaway meals too good to go ...

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Dine and dash we are on the go look at all the food below warm soup is for me with crackers and brie are we eating real fast or slow...

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Charlie and Marley maculate giraffe Looking immaculate with a soft laugh Dinner at Bread and Butter Had their stomach a flutter Through the window they ate shocking the staff 4/6/2024...

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A spider dropped into my soup oxtail it was with a dash of Worcester he popped right up and made for shore not too hairy nor too large for a heart-beat I could only stare as he bobbed about in my bowl of soup released from my dismay I reached in with my spoon scooped him out and tipped him onto the table as I watched...

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he texted his order to door dash what do we want for dip? hazelnuts or walnuts? acorns the usual please, honey he nodded barbeque sauce with a side of nutella...

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A dash of DNA decides The color of our eyes And probably our hair and skin And possibly our size. Genetics, though, is just a part Of who we grow to be, For many other factors count, Each one to some degree. Our family life, our neighborhood, Our friends, religion, schools, All help determine how we’ll use Our inborn molecules. We learn from our experience; So much of...

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I leave behind my cherished gift of Love. It is the incarnate as a beautiful spirit soaring from above. Remember me when my life recedes as my soul gives. Yes, I truly, in my own time and way, have lived. Evolving into a pure state of joyful and wonderful love, I begin to cry. I am touched by your sorrow...

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