Kung Poems - Poems about Kung

I have always been a fan of Kung Fu and Brue Lee I so wanted to Learn the art and looked around for lessons But although I travelled far and wide I found none not one for me Disheartened that instead of becoming a master As I had dreamed about it since childhood It was a complete disaster Then one day...

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Chew Chew Mat the Kung Fu Cat Was roly, round, rotund and phat She challenged every cat around. Threw them into the air and onto the ground. She was as fierce as any feline I had ever seen. Her face was wide, her eyes were green. She slammed me into the chair right away. Okay I said, Let’s get this on, let’s...

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Mag's lover hasn't been seen since. Mag does nothing but in pain wince. Her tall Greg was her world,her Prince. "Once dead Forget A Come-Back means! " Hoe was popularly Greg's foe; Thus,his dad's farm refused to grow. A lot Greg had slept on a mat And guessed not he'd be adding fat. Off he had to go for slimming And with Kung Fu...

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Kung Pao chicken over rice a spicy delight tantalizing my taste buds Szechuan pepper lighting a fire on my tongue ouch...

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I caught a quick peek through the Veil Where angels guide us without fail I saw my friends Were bucking trends Its "human" race Beyond the Pale!...

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An old gent was tellin' me about how his dad wrote "a dry book" on a given topic, and argued the issue before the Supreme Court. Pretty important dad! And mine? "My dad rescued two hookers during a boxer riot in Kowloon."...

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Half a loaf of Kung-fu Time to break the rulers _______zipped__________ ________zippe__________ _________zipp__________ __________zip__________ ___________zi___ _______ ____________z______________________ _______________from side to side Take a long hard look at ................................... ................................... ................................... ................................... ................................... ................................... .........yuorself was that a double take take without the darkness would the light we see Scream within the nights drawl sweet upon the ear sound of cold sighing on the mist close my eyes to join the multi and...

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I believe in the right place and the right time. If one has fighting in mind. I'm not talking about people who join (the fight,) those who stand up for a cause. People fight for a number of reasons. Two people don't agree on something. Ignorance, anger and lack of patience. People let their anger get the better of them. Really angry people...

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I was a picked on, bullied, browbeaten, buffaloed boy from Buffalo New York. I grew up on Buffalo’s lower east side, the ghetto by another name. The Frederick Douglass towers. Formerly the Talbert Mall better known as the Jefferson projects. The home turf to a gang called the Pythons. It was a place where angels fear to tread. I had so many bullies it’s a wonder I...

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Sharp as a whip, and not really drunk, the drunken monk has the sober monkey on his back. A cylinder of mighty words chained to a cylinder of craft and trickery, behold the clever nunchucks, I don’t follow the trickery, perhaps you do, the blank look on your face, though, suggests that you probably don’t. Monkey be still, Five Finger Shush Punch, we’ve been bamboozled,...

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Bruce A lumbering man, audibly achily, stepped to the floor’s center. Had there been a spotlight, he’d’a shone. His arms unfurled. His hips spun. His soles, silent as he padded here, then twisted to place a foot there. A phoenix swooped, festooned in fire’s colors. A monkey stole a man’s visage, and made play there. Time and fluids compressed. Bones were rent. In mind, in space, in intent. Daggers...

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My Kung Fu Chop Suey Present On my thirty-fourth birthday off to China's best; traveled I went So very uneventful and unaware I blithely lost all my well-earned money and spent, As I entered into a Chinese restaurant and telephoned Connie Chang's Alas, I'd decided to relinquish my yearnings and fill my hunger pangs. On an undecided moment, I ordered...

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This poem was written for my friend Sonya Mako Wong Kung Fu Chop Suey On my twenty-fifth birthday off to China's best travelled I went So very unfruitful and unaware I enormously lost all my money thus spent, Then I entered a Chinese restaurant and telephoned Tonya Chang's, Alas, I'd aimed to relinquish my yearnings of humble hunger pangs. In a...

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Return of the Kung Poo Masters Spring came around the bend As YES, Dragon is at it again My roses have compost more regular than rain As, Dragon goes at it, claiming its Zen Yep, He’s dumping his loads as I try to stop him in vain So the Kung POO Masters I did call This time it was not one, but...

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When you don't know what to think Don't think nothing Let your mind wander Until it becomes something Unwind your focus Loosen it's clasp Hover from your focus Float out it's grasp Escape boundaries and limits Discard boundaries and limits Do away with them all Leave no boundaries and limits Look at the reality around you Then imagine it as unrealistic as could be Let this technique guide...

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