Garbage Can Poems - Poems about Garbage Can

...Toe shack Put another log On the near burnt out fire They tell me to charge more Then tell me they did the job for a song and a story I've heard before The Government is prohibiting the bites......

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... The yolks sit alone in the garbage can, tiny suns extinguished by my own hand. This is how I learned to hate abundance. I whip the whites until they stiffen, peaks forming like Fairy ......

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...the porch boards are precariously weak. water runoff has warped and damaged them again. we have had this porch rebuilt a few times one board has a giant hole in it. I put a garbage can over it, s......

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...I sit on your garbage can and fiddle with a knob Your back door shakes a bit, I search for a corn cob Smash goes the lid to your aluminum garbage can I am the man, I think now, I am the man! You ......

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...My life is like a shoe. A shoe filled with glue. Thinking I’m stepping into something helpful. But ends up taking a toll. Sticking to my socks. I can tread rocks! But as I become worn. I wish ......

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...I knew Theresa would overreact when I borrowed her garbage can I did it anyway, because I wanted to see her reaction. My girlfriend Gee, knew about the theft. She could not stop laughing, realizin......

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...I found you in a garbage can, a Playboy magazine took you home. Went in the back way, then snuck you up to my bedroom. And you were the sun and the moon rolled into one, better than Margaret ......

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...Riddles Riddle me this Batman: what is the middle of a fat man? Is there anything clean about a garbage can? If two can dance can Toucan Sam? Is beige the same as ecru or tan? Why -does it c......

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...This morning when I got up, I went out side to bring in the garbage can. As I approach the side walk, on the other side was a man with a long beard covering his face, even longer than mine. He was be......

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...It can be disappointing yet liberating, to realize that your Intellect, your religion, all your borrowed knowledge, every kind of spiritual teaching and practice must be put in a garbage can ......

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...It is Monday I am at work realizing my garbage can is missing I look around the library has one it is full so I bag up the debris and discard it Put a new bag in, and take the can to my office ......

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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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...And they laughed. Lovingly, affectionately. As the morning sun was the hero in the windowpane in this city. And I thought about the cop, this city and his tattooed skin. God is a garbage can, wher......

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...What if the incessant torture didn’t happen so many dark times, but it’s unimaginable for you to comprehend isn’t it? No one knows, the tragedies that left me so crippled, you can’t fathom, the......

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...I'm late to the Meeting on purpose. My back left paw Needed 10 or 12 More licks. Another write-up Headed my way. So what? None of us can Write or read anyway. The Society is not Wh......

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