Fans Poems - Poems about Fans

Ariana Grande had many teenage fans girls went to her concerts, in different lands Then a bomb went off in Manchester killed 22 Revenge, ideology, a toxic stew Girls liked to sing along with Taylor Swift But in the alienated mind there was a rift He stabbed little girls at a Swiftie themed class Three of them died, there's a question we...

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Regard " Those Good Old Days?' Bring smiles in own ways, Writing a book, Any Excuse, Need my GSOH a'loose. Went to football in past stage, Good book, turn each page, "The umpire's a cheat!" "Yep, our goals incomplete!" "Game plan's still the same!" "Yes, our coach is to blame!" "Let's go home!" "Yeah, home we'll roam!" "Leaving already?" Crowd roar, "Spit the dummy, game's...

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(A triple acrostic) F - Faithfulness F - Fervence (significant reverence) F - Feeling good with neighbors A - Ambitious and admirable you A - Acknowledging animals endearingly A - Apple to my eye… oh my… I — I love You, Lord of Accord I — Imagine illuminating illusions and allusions of appreciation I — Ideas flood my brain of beautiful benevolence...

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Swifties Unite! Mimi, Taylor's most insta-swifty, totally meowed As she grabs some me time, she'll vote she vowed I really must flush and shoo Me lady needs the loo Swifty Cat ladies unite! We’re smart, brave and proud! ...

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Alas ‘tis the fate of plucky Jan To write her poetry while on the can Her pen’s been known to scoop A sprinkling of poop And gleefully to let it hit the fan ...

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Don’t like what I write But keep reading what I write That makes you a fan...

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Tusi zafar day tattay chukan walay fan ho, Mein zafar day tattay chupan wala fan hun. Note.Hun daso bohta wada fan kon ay Me.....

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For My Pickleball Fans Lost all of my luck Behind net pickleball stuck My game ran amok you should see his serve seems to have much swerve and curve while with vibe and verve hard to understand in wrong court my ball would land which was full of sand always would mumble while playing had been humble fell after I did stumble need someone to teach play pickleball on...

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There once came a grey haired old man. Or am I mistaken was it rather a ma'am? Nevertheless he big brought gifts And climbed big cliffs To deliver them to his little fans....

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I tell you of a friend who's so fond of everything french She didn't call her a frenchie when she saw one on a bench Her favorite food french fries and syruped french toast She's been to lots of 'franchised' places including Ivory Coast. She eats à la carte, she dresses à la mode She claims to reside...

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Twenty-Seven Club--not open to all, nor is joining top of most people's list. A club of sadness and shock midst the pall of last birthdays--twenty-eighth was just missed. Many well-knowns have passed at that young age, to a better place, fans and music gone. Rock stars overdose, leave a darkened stage fans lay sweet bouquets, and then they move on. Many don't look...

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Fans eating the air And spitting The remainings on us!...

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Every morning and afternoon the birds come to my rescue either I'm a fan of them or they're fans of me...

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They are not ivories they are canines Between them is a venom stand in the right column They are not friends They are fans Sucking your blood They won't leave, until they paint you mud They are not after your wealth They worry about your health Very few, but means a lot They stand with you, firm as a knot They...

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It barely vanquishes my quenchless spirit of inquiry. To what exactly reason have I sledded so wildly? Boasters and swindlers sprang up a treaty vigorously. People are queuing to sway slated on a promontory. It's plodding to incite thugs by misleading people. Your genuine assertion is both witless and guileful. By discerning purport, you may be pioneering. As though a doleful mistrust...

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