School Funny Poems

Love comes in many shapes, sizes and thoughts,
the love of flowers, things, our best pets.
Love may come as that special gift,
the one gift I have...

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Resolutions each January I feel I must do.                 ...

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I navigate my computer,                     ...

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Singing birds emerging.
Pretty flowers are blooming.
Rabbits are hopping.
In spring things start living.
Nests of eggs are cracking.
Gardens are now growing.

Written Date: 1/21/2020...

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No more poetry,
say it's not so.
How do I live not writing any more, 
no more words and stories to express.
No more rhymes,
to pass my time.
How...

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All the birthday boys,                     ...

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First Impressions
lasting thoughts...

Do you drink, do you smoke, 
do you toke, are you broke? 
What is important to ask, 
but more important to know. 

Did...

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Blue Dress

The dolphins of Monrovia, 
came to dinner one day. 
The dress, 
all blue...
you understand. 

It was held beneath the sea, 
not under a tree,...

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Church Today

The small church sanctuary was empty. 
Well, not really, that is never exactly true. 
There are always angels, 
playing in the rafters, 
tiptoeing across...

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Protecting the Small

How do people in power rise, 
when all they are talking about, 
is against everything that can be 
remembered…
taught in school? 

How can...

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Loyalty and Laughter

We gather together as friends. 
We teach other things, 
and share our lives as one. 

Strangers come 
and take pieces
and parts…
and…
leave worms
and 
bugs.

Not...

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IBM
UBM
ICBM
On the floor....

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We wore bottle green sweaters
that shrunk to fit snugly
so blossoming bodies
looked suitably ugly,

trapezium skirts
quite devoid of all fun,
though they’d look rather good 
on my Nan,...

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Another One Down
And another one bites the dust. 

Marriage. 
My friend, my neighbor, the lady next door, 
Rampant miscalculations of being too nice, 
two people...

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The Restaurant 
(55+ )

Crows eyes and acorn feet, 
What will I look like, 
When I get old?
When will that be?

Kindergarten ABC’s, 
Elementary 123’s, 
High (School)...

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I was old when he was a baby
my feline loved me ardently, but he drove me crazy.

He loved to play at midnight when everyone slept,
Chewed...

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What's a single mom, overworked witch to do?
School potlucks won't suck up fat vats of witch brew
Green goop soup disinfects science projects
Magic wand deflects coupon...

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The Fashion Zebra

I am a flake. 
That is the term for people that do not follow through. 
It may not be fair. I have spent...

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He Was The Music Man


Mr Pankridge
was a totem pole,
red-haired, blue-mouthed militant,
Six-foot, tip-toeing, tangle-footed trip hazard.
“The Music Wizard”
or “Hanky Panky” if he’s grumpy.
He could spit Mussorgsky
across...

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Bipedal Insects

I hate and hate and hate. 
I want to stop others from being happy. 
How dare they be safe, and well fed? 
How dare...

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