Hoopla Poems - Poems about Hoopla

Platoons of imps march up and down my street, Threatening mayhem if I don't give them a treat! There are cowboys, Indians and phantoms galore, Holding me hostage at my own front door! They present their goodie bags for me to fill; (Giving them an apple doesn't at all thrill). Sure, they'd prefer a Reese's or Snickers treat, But, by jove, I'm...

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Harumph To Holiday Hoopla – Phish Pshaw! Relieved of fatherhood Saint Nick schtick found me to relinquish ratty outfit, and stow away zee bras like padding and "FAKE flowing beard, ah...don't remind me, those well worn faux paws of each dear deer (hooping Rudolf would set precedent as every other reindeer hoof dost not get cleft out in the cold) withdraws not to budge...

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as a GMO gluten and monosodium allow wing glutinate free NON SPORTS fan, holy cow a gentle fear shakes, rocks, and trembles thru every dDhow ting fiber of me one hundred and forty five pounds (give or take a hun dread ounces) finds me feeling ...

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looking into the bloodshot eyes of loneliness i witness things so gross and sweltering the coldness of the footprints on my existence no longer injures me the depth of my impatient hunger applies for aid not even close to distantly present the best bet is to massage the cramps now defiant with no other choice i bleed from the voice...

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Existence travels lineally In whirlwinds of emotion Colored logarithmically And perceived equivocally Expression mere epitaph Knowledge serendipity strung Till the bubble bursts Frozen peaks of discovery Cataloged in the hermitage of worth - Mark Time - Hermetically sealed Peddled for a dime...

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O'er the undulating prairie where grows soy beans and corn, Generations of premier basketball players have been born. The Hoosier State of Indiana, where budding talent is so replete, Where small towns can conquer titans, shocking them in defeat! Long before lads and lassies leave the cradle to crawl upon the floor, Dads have hung a backboard and hoop above...

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