Dustpan Poems - Poems about Dustpan

...The covers were over my head. It was time for bed. But still, my fingers twitch a bit. My computer is brightly lit. In the corner of my room. Next to the dustpan and broom. I was almost r......

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...poverty a blight a dustpan for the fight keep our cities clean armed with will and might the Israelis got it right strategy obscene burn them in their tents bid vermin good riddance be......

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...puppy fights the broom when I get it out I try to scoot him but he weighs sixty-five pounds He does not budge sits down on the pile I was trying to get up chews on my plastic dustpan rolls onto ......

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...Marta’s other pets were jealous and sore They had been replaced by one she did adore A stupid pig! Groused the myna bird. The dragon was angry, but said not a word. yellow cat waited for her ch......

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...Marta’s other pets were jealous and sore They had been replaced by one she did adore A stupid pig! Groused the myna bird. The dragon was angry, but said not a word. yellow cat waited for her ch......

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...Glass Slivers Broken chards In the kitchen We are all barefoot Daddy’s eyes are not sharp Baby wants to help of course Big sister takes baby upstairs Mama heads for the broom and dustpan ......

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... The buffet was spread liberally, All across the floor, As usual my dogs only want more! Spoiled animals that they are, They are dearly loved, But not too far!......

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... Cinderella thought she had found her Prince Charming, but arriving at the palace was a bit alarming. Cinderella found it rather absurd, how each room had women from all over the world. Then h......

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...Recepticle: One of a kind It was a thoughtful gift in the shape of her heart Symbolic inscription- "Love's Everlasting Hopes" kept next to the front door In shadow, in half-light. She k......

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...Mixed marriages never work his mother said But she was a stool, and his father was a bed Yours worked he told her, and for a long time He was a dustpan who had fallen in love with a dime Dimes ......

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...Wait for it, wait for it, get ready, Men He’ll round us all up and he won’t rest at ten Synchronise watches, remember the plan Keep your resolve for as long as you can The claw is demonic, the......

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...Vroom vroom! The car stops to a halt. Ooh! Dad’s home carrying him varieties of groceries. Broom Broom! I sweep my room, Collecting trash using a dustpan. Alas! The place is clean. Vroom! The dri......

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...Hands on hips, sweat on her forehead, tongue in knots heart in her throat she asks— Are there paper towels? My kid threw up in the wine aisle. Sweat on his forehead, knees on the......

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...I think about eating a cookie It’s not mine; it is theirs. But I had no breakfast, so lookie…. It's up for grabs on the top of the stairs. Old dog yelps, “don’t do it, Pup!” This aged geezer n......

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...Your mother’s glass. The only one in the cabinet that does not match the others. It’s beautiful. Purple crystal scattered on linoleum like a layer of fine mauve dust. The first tear ......

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