Heck Poems - Poems about Heck

Who the heck you think you are? You bashed my car, yet strut with flair— Like a proud star, Too smug to care. Your brain's back door was left ajar; Your wisdom vanished in thin air. Puffed with pride that won't go far— At best, you'll earn a mocking stare....

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O, to be born mechanical or to possess hands botanical Alas, I find myself charlatanical in the position of car salesmanical Though there’s no...

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That cancer has ravaged my family, it is true My mom first with melanoma at age forty-two, Bone cancer took my Uncle Cladie for a ride Until the pain caused him to commit suicide, My dad lost his battle to non-Hodgkins lymphoma Then, my wife Deb succumbed to a rare carcinoma. I believe most forms of cancer we can prevent Doctors say...

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Oh Heck There's a frog stuck inside my beak, oh heck And the rascal's has his hands round my neck The frog is no quitter Should've been my dinner I'm now fast becoming a strangled wreck. 23rd May 2021 Quitters Never Win Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Margarita Lillico...

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Still walking in dreamland at this very late stage My heads in the clouds, but I'm on to the last page It ain't over yet Still randy as heck Before I run amok better lock your daughters in a cage...

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i..... don't know..... man oh man..... why does it ake..... friggin crappolla now a mistake..... nuthin aches it all just takes..... nuthin so that means talk about whatever!?..... anything from something to nothing and that is..... all that's left on the how to do page..... so now it's time to creatively shut down the memory..... andt.... fly by..... instinct of words..... sounds and spellings played..... to think and feel...

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Still walking in dreamland at this very late stage My heads in the clouds, but I'm on to the last page It ain't over yet Still randy by heck So you still better lock your daughters in a cage...

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You know, I used to be happy all of the time. what the heck happened? I used to go weeks without crying, I used to love going to school. In fairness, I liked real school - not the sad, sterile, anti-social, virtual experience. When I'm mad I get silly, then mean. I don't always know why - angry is the answer,...

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We Danced written by Poet John Heck I penned a couplet for you today. Rather, a quill manipulated my hand and scrawled mendacity. The misanthrope's who read the ode applauded with flippers on. Such insight. Such depth. Mussolini meets Monet and the Mephistopheles Mambo mounts. Call me a scribe and I murder myself. Call me a liar and I impregnate your charm. I purposely...

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Shrewd Awakening Captive Grinning coyly She feigns timidity Cunningly knowing fools become Ensnared...

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She worked all week, through the weekend Wow! People with no manners No sense of style, young and old, White, Black, Latino too She tried to be nice, she tried to good, with no success. What a heck of a day....

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My husband handed me a little blue bell As a joke to see if I would use it to call him I quickly got to thinking, what the h ? Using it now for every little service or whim....

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My Name Bobby- British Police Officer Jo-Sweetheart: A Scottish Term May-Comes from Maia s also borne in Roman mythology by an earth-goddess who is sometimes equated with the Greek Where did my mother come up with this, lol...

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What the Heck Doc Got His Thumbs Under My Neck What the!!! Hey doc what’s this Put me back I was find in heaven Till I came down to The Fallopian tube What’s this place And why yo thumbs under my neck What the!! Put me Back, Put me back I’ didn’t ask to come here Man, it’s bright, please turn off them lights Where’s my mama...

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