Kidding Poems - Poems about Kidding

Mr milk mustache precocious liquid lime laugh kids have no filter...

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The antiquated train station in Omaha could make a marvelous house Are you kidding? My spouse asked. You are kidding, right? I was not kidding, my mind saw a potential no one else saw. We bid on it, and began work immediately, it was July. We got closer and closer as we retiled and rebuffed oak floors. By the time...

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We’ve lost the ability to laugh at ourselves … P.C. humor both lifeless and dry Our levity as tepid as our character flawed Fraying the tightrope —awaiting a fall (Dreamsleep: March, 2023)...

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In the Eden Of my heart As I trembled in Your arms While we skipped The light Fandango and you set Off all alarms Will be hurt me? I don't care He delights me Heart and soul This Eve was On a trajectory Of which She lost control In a pitiful ruse to close the gap I asked to Have a dance You said why not And the thrill I got made me almost pee my...

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Being as how I am the 4th graders lunch room monitor, I think I know how a prison guard feels. A loud noise gets my head up and turned. When someone stands, I flip my head over there. I would like to reach for my taser. Unfortunately, the principal took it away. Just kidding....

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My mother had the energy of a five-ring circus She refused to walk with slow people unless they let her run circles around them while she walked She kept her cancer a secret none of us kids knew. My sister called and said Mom went by ambulance to a hospital. I drove four hours to visit her, and they were...

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Going to take myself seriously today, I promise myself. But not yet. Right now, I am in playing mode. Heading toward my art studio. Painting now. I will take myself seriously later, I think. But them I remember that we do not like being serious. We are not happy when we are serious, so, I release this idiotic idea into the...

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In a bazaar spectacular bizarre jar I bought. Strange triangular cork. Popped. Vapor. Powerful Genie named Tatar. I will dutifully Fulfill Your wishes. I am accessible between the hours of nine am to five pm this isn't flexible or changeable. In a masterful forcible voice I said Go to you room until I figure out if your the incredible....

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Carjacker flees to mother's house bites policeman...

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Sixty-eight! What the heck. I look in the mirror and see another me. I am twelve inside. Can’t anyone else see? My sense of humor is hilarious just like it always was. I am young at heart; I still run from the fuzz. I am a giant cuddly peace-loving hippie, who did not make it to Woodstock. I would...

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Sixth graders have had the unit on careers. I have introduced hundreds of them today. We have had guest speakers up the yin-yang, and down the other side of the room I am confident they know about accountants, musicians, retail, yoga, from career day. They know about space camp, astronauts, astronomy, bakers, chefs, and things that zoom. We...

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each day I face the world I put on my warrior face my funny face my serious face none seem to work the world puts on its you got to be kidding face and faces me down recently I put up a large mirror between me and the world facing it It sees The mirror and the you got to be...

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My kid gets smarter every day She queries in a thoughtful way: "Are two M.D.'s a paradox? Are kosher fish in spring 'May lox'?" "Go ask your Mom". She says, "I did! She said to ask another kid"....

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We can’t go out so what to do? How do we spend our time? Imagination, racing thoughts My brain on overtime. There’s gardening, painting, DIY Non urgent jobs to do, They’re boring and predictable, I need stimulus, tried and true. That lazy dog could do a bit, He snores his life away Maybe I could combine some things And make him earn his pay. The veg patch...

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As I reminisce through childhood eyes I see vivid images of my family home where bumbles would bounce Our garden seemed to stretch for miles... perhaps that’s why I made an odd birthday request for a nanny goat as a pet ! Taking her home in dad’s VW Beetle car caused quite a stir ... ‘Susie’ perched precariously on a seat her horned head poking out...

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