Gary Poems - Poems about Gary

A friend of mine, well past his prime lay in his dreary bed, calling me and asking, "Please, come visit me I beg." I said I would just as I should tomorrow, after sunrise, but little did I know it then life passed before his eyes. A promise made but one not kept, I wept for days on end, for...

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A tall lanky lug named Gary Giraffe Acted so awkward he made others laugh. He never reacted or even to mind, For Gary seemed to be much too refined. Gary the gangly, sweet spotted Giraffe Drank water from a cracked golden carafe. Some snarling zoo neighbors felt he was odd, Perhaps an arrogant herbivore clod. Still, Gary sipped his carafe at the zoo As...

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Poor little Gary Ghoul was flunking class He was just too nice; he couldn't be crass He would try to scream 'boo' But could only say 'mew' Teacher asked: "Want to learn how to pass gas?" October 13, 2020 ...

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Humor moderates stress makes you healthier - ...

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What a handsome actor you are, You have very beautiful eyes. Your slim good-looking stature, The many roles you caressed with excellence. The leading women that were blessed to act with you, I wished to be an actress at one time. Happily married with children, How nice to see you act on screen. And to become one of the great performers of...

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Life is indeed a funny old game it's pathways and bends go many a way many crossroads come to our minds making decisions to go or just to stay There was a young chap called Gary decent quiet nice mannered was he company was hard especially among girls felt apprehensive among any not at all free One day he was walking on his...

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out on the wooden balcony of my room at the Kemah Boardwalk Inn long after attractions and restaurants have closed for the evening. It wouldn’t take more than a match to light this whole place up. During the day the boardwalk is a zoo littered with thousands of people scurrying about thousands of neatly aligned wooden planks placed...

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(In Utah in January 1977, murderer Gary Gilmore insisted on being put to death. After leaving his eyes to medical science, his last words were "Let's do it". Imagine that you woke up in hospital to find they'd given you Gilmore's eyes ...) I can see clearly now the rain has gone. I read the news today, oh boy. Psycho killer - qu'est-ce...

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Form: Alliteration A little alliteration by a long shot speaks so loud. Metaphors muddle my mind And silly similes stymie the sentence. A terrible trope takes too much of my time g Tiberius is my tag and title My nom de plume is a personal platitude personified Better *****es badger me with their bared bosoms A curious cacophony controls my cochlea Demanding drugs and...

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The first meeting is like sweetness .... words just melt with magic It's like enchanting winds blowing among the trees in the forest singing in the bay one song music of ocean waves dance with joy in the sun's last blush blowing a trumpet happy birthday may happiness warmly hold your heart on this your special day Poem from Liam McDaid and Anne-Lise Andresen October 14,...

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There was a little boy borne His name was Gary His life was not to be God took him to be in His choir of angels I did not get to see, touch or hold you I did not get to see your first smile, giggle or your first tooth Also missed your first word and first step All the first I...

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Gary Confesses to Murder By Elton Camp To arrest and search Gary submitted Cops claimed that a murder he committed When the time of the crime he heard “Thank goodness!” was Gary’s word He smiled with relieved delight For he’d been home all that night “You expect us just to take your word?” The DA added, “Man, that’s unheard!” The criminal lawyer who Gary hired Said,...

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for gary moore... ...ain't nothing but the blues talkin' sweltering licks screaming through flaming hues reaching deep, deep into that wandering soul of devilish chords on those walkways of paris strutting and strumming, never taking a mere stroll so though your time here and now may be up and though your moments here and now may be through forgive me for borrowing your...

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What they've done to Gary is just plain scary. Global elites shut him up.Of their wicked ways, be wary. ...

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Gary the Gander was a big silly goose Who wanted to wander if he could get loose From confines of the barnyard where he had been born. He had layers of lard just from dining on corn. Farmer Bruce was his keeper and treated him well But Gary had ambitions and wanted to tell Tall tales to the members of his...

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