Ginger Poems - Poems about Ginger

there was a cat named ginger in s o c k s, who’d tap with a paw on the door....

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ginger tabby cat volleyballing crinkle toy for home team tryouts AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on March 23, 2025...

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I don’t drink soda as a rule, But when I’m sick, I’m not a fool – I think of sick days as a kid And do the things my mother did. She served us soup and toast and tea And baked potatoes, naturally, And then, of course, was ginger ale, A stomach balm that would not fail. So that’s the diet I’ve...

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atop a garden wall striped marmalade throw feline lazy time under sunshine interlaced visions a weaving paws dangle in indolent ease reach underlay deep whiskers sense sparrows muscles tense in their plush carpet shag then drowsy textile head slumps sun-drying kitty-mat basking 2 textured images twilled to fade together forever later cat-rug carried away ~ sun settles in a deckchair ...

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There once was a guy who wanted to try to wrap a girl around his finger but he met Ginger who immediately saw right through him and took him to the gym where they started exercising and formalizing their friendship before they went on a field trip. Ginger took him to a farm where she maximized her charm and let her new friend do all the...

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gin joint ginger I had heard of her of course we all had but we thought she was fictitious when we saw the barkeep’s face we knew better He is usually unflappable tonight he could barely speak she had taken his heart and his tongue it seems...

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Ginger was the foster teen I met at the school bus stop In spite of her burns she was so beautiful and strong Never forgot her long eyelashes and deep brown eyes Given by her parents like her severe burns from abuse Even though she was a joyful spirit and forgiving soul Resilient enough to love her abuser and...

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Get in your room now,” as daddy fashioned a gun. Mom grabbed me and her facial expression was undone, something must be wrong, I ask she looked at me and welts started to run, down we hunkered under the bed hidden by overhanging covers. A howl and a crash with two gunshots and I gasped, fathers voice had me took aback, he...

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Blech - impossible mission to savor mug of ginger tea... When the entire mug awash with floating leavings by golly by gosh, sipping said herbal brew analogous challenge to eat spaghetti squash with one chopstick. Earlier yesterday February twenty fourth two thousand twenty four found yours truly (me) blithely consuming delicious La COLOMBE DOUBLE LATTE cold iced latte, complete with a frothy layer of milk and a touch of sugar. Lower...

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Today of all days I am dividing my tears into sections, With each moment, with each tear drop and snuffle I makes The paper tissues will always thread, crumbling signs some mishaps in life surely, cannot be mended; Yesterday was your birthday, Today it's my revelation, of life, (my life) It...

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She had spells other witches only dreamed of doing. Her pot was full of exotic homemade recipes she had stewing. Her spells were legendary, her ingenuity was amazing. Goats, cows and chickens were in her kitchen, grazing. She calls the animals, and they come, bending to her will. A cardinal and rooster just flew into her open windowsill. What concoctions will...

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Ginger bread man, run, run, run! Christmas time is time for fun. Bring some toys, come and play; Make some noise this holiday. Little children wait for you; Snow man, make some few. Ginger bread man, make some toys; Give some gifts to girls and boys. Nursery rhymes or stories poetry contest 1st place Former entry to the...

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. Ginger waves Preened to glister 'Long mine frame's ...

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Ginger had an ice cream covered in nuts But the nuts took revenge on Ginger's guts Alike a pea-shooter They shot from his hooter Now he has a burning pain betwixt butts....

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When I stand in the woods amidst the trees My vibrant head ablaze with copper red They come to me, I am one with the bees Circled by buzzing right down to my knees Here for my genes not ones made of thread When I stand in the woods amidst the trees Bursting with self produced vitamin D's Thinking perhaps I...

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