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My Horsefly is So Finicky

    My pet horsefly is so darn finicky
    Dings every male in the vicinity  
       Only goes for rock stars
       Who play a mean guitar
    She will not accept a facsimile

Categories: finicky, giggle, insect, music, star,
Form: Limerick

Finicky

I went to the grocer 
To buy her some food
But she turned her nose up
Seems nothing looked good

I went to the butcher
To buy her some steak
But she insisted
‘Twas all beyond fake

I drove through the drive-through
To get her a bite
The fries were too greasy
And didn’t taste right 

So I took her home
At a loss, in defeat
Found

Categories: finicky, food, nursery rhyme,
Form: Quatrain

Finicky Drinkers

Kentucky's Jim Beam
is hardly my friend,
and I do not know
neighbor Jack Daniel.
Uh, personally,
I favor a blend:
Common Old Crow or
Wild Turkey will do.
I have a good friend,
who prefers special
flowers, as in the
tasty Four Roses,
particularly!
Another friend, she
prefers a good Gin.
No tequila, please!
The hangover is
intolerable,
and I will not drink
a cold beer, you hear?

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Written April 8, 2021

Categories: finicky, drink, humor,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Finicky

No Almond Joy for coconut
Please don't suggest roasting chestnuts
Stifled by sage and pumpkin spice
Cauliflower rice won't entice
Though blasphemous, I'm not bluffing
I am not thankful for stuffing
He picks out onions, celery
All for love of finicky me.


11/10/18

Categories: finicky, food, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme

Finicky Poetry

I  really enjoy and appreciate poetry
And about it have often been finicky;
Am your slave;
You will crave
All of my poems that are never kinky.   

Writing poems on I am proceeding,
While learning how to be leading;
God forbid;
Trump never did;
Many bad things out to be weeding.

Many more great poems will still write
While rest of other

Categories: finicky, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick

Not For the Finicky Or Fainthearted

My mind is experiencing a fastidious flatulence; slightly fiendish, and not for the
finicky or fainthearted. 
I fidget amidst it's fanatical far-fetched farce yet stand fearless, watching it's face
flounder in a foolhardy feeble-minded foible. 
With fervor I say farewell forever to it's festering, feverish fetish, as it's frantic
fiasco foams, flails and finally fails.

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Categories: finicky, funny, imagination, life, parody,
Form: Alliteration