Long Drat Poems

Two friends were travelling to the east seeking unexplored lands
eventually they reached some grim looking tall mountains
slowly they made their way up to the summit and stood there
Breathlessly they were amazed by the panoramic view...

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Dragon Meets Wolf Creek Pass
(Inspired by CW McCalls’ song ‘Wolf Creek Pass’)

On a trip to see Dragons’ friend Drag, way out… in Texas…
Crossing the plains, in a caravan filled with, all our little blessings. 
Missouri...

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There are times, doing something, you think is good, can simply back fire, on you.
And I took Dragon to watch a movie of The Grand Canyon, yes, flying thru.
Just to be safe, we sat in...

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Dragon did a pratfall, his tail accidentally taking his Mama’s computer out.
Poor Mama’s mind, lost its’ cool, as her computer hit the floor and went out.
Withdrawal left steam coming out of her ears, as nightmares...

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I grabbed my keys and stomped to the door.
I wasn’t listening to any more.
Why was he always so calm and RIGHT!!!!
I’d rather be out in the stormy night.
He spoke to me as I started to...

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"Paint" -Part the First-

Paint paint paint away...
Paint away this day...
Paint to paint our taint is paint...
Paint away this day...

Keep that paint away from me!
Says that Skipper to his krewe...

Why oh Captain... Why our Captain...
Should we...

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September 26, 2014 , 11:49 am Acceptance DALLAS, TX 75241
It's so nice to be accepted, and they added this nifty bar code.

September 26, 2014 , 5:14 pm Departed Post Office DALLAS, TX 75241 
I"m off...

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"Damn Bird"

All the King's Corsairs & Grand Sailors them all!
Went to winds in efforts enthralled~
Ken o'lone sailor whot's ayre so then gone~
Nay naught e'er whot's seen any day's dawn~

For once they did'st sail seas then...

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What do I have to do, to get some respect, at my poetry place?
I get rude comments from my nemesis, KatSkills, every single day!
How does KatSkills steal my ideas for my best poems, anyway?
How does...

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smashing! there she goes swaying her strut in red stilettos
with a lady gaga ’do,  vamp gear and  rockin’ diva blues…
"hottie P.D." that’s what she’s called.. ready to prance at
her latest night call, another...

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"Paint" -Part the Second-

Aye kind sir we'll abide by that...
Command so verily well given...
Yet 'tis to paint this silky ship...
We are thus merrily driven!

Now lads can ye not...
See through yer sot...
That paint 'as no worth...

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I wrote two terrible poems last night.
Will this one be another?
I am looking at the clock.
It is time to leave and get the oil changed.
I read the sign as I pull in.
No Shirt, No Shoes,...

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Just a few lines I hereby write to let you know
that I, in my entirety am still alive,
care I give, when with pen perceiving you so slow
the words upon these lines, just in time will...

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Where are my shoes? I can't find my shoes!
 Where have I put them? They're impossible to lose!
  OMG, I'm ashamed! This is awful! Don't tell anyone the news!
   --Whew! Now take...

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Last line...
on him black eyes did sit........drat Cricket...Don
It didn't help his hemmaroids,
Cos I downed old Darcy Pitt.
They wouldn't let me bowl,

the nasty game of Cricket.
an out you go hows that!
twisty ball gets ya wicket,
sneaky buggers...

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George Fulwider
1837-1918

My beating-heart age,
Reached the half century mark,
When I and my “better second,”
Found hopeful roots,
And an oleander trellis,
On burgeoning Philadelphia street, 
Here in this Quaker colony, 
Of a thousand trees.
Our small wooded house was, 
Most...

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Look around that's all you need to do, to see what was created for you. Riches no money could ever buy, we see it all through our gift of eyes.~ Quote by Poet ~
Just Imagine
Imagine...

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Now back to the question of being a cowboy. I think I’ll try another way.  I’ll 
compare the job I do to his. Doesn’t that sound like a laugh? I cook for the family,...

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The teacher is making me write poetry.
I am so completely mad I could spit.  
The teacher is making me write poetry.
What do I know about it? Not a whit!  

This mean old nosy...

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It’s 5am it’s cold this morn,
Black as night I am forlorn,
The weather here is chilly,
A verse rattles round my head ,
Get on the computer silly.

Brown eyed Jane she isn’t plain,
She comes to me a teasing,
Her...

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A calendar girl I certainly am not
my assets aren’t what they once were ...
pert boobies have drooped, they’ve sure gone to pot
I think other ladies can concur.

I’m realistic about the aging process
As my body is...

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This is a palandromic poem.  That is, it reads exactly the same backwards (letter by letter including the title) ignoring spaces and punctuation.

Resumes Reversed
I sat in unity—tied am I!
Evil I saw is alive, here...

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In years gone by, folks didn’t like to say
God’s name to show  surprise or great dismay,
and so you would hear “Goodness,“ “Gol” and “Gee,“
and also euphemisms for J.C.

Jiminy Cricket! Doesn’t that sound nice?
Jeepers Creepers,...

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I was driving with my friend Delia in my brand new Honda Civic
It was noon and we were on our way to see my Auntie, 
she’s my mum’s sister, we call her Evil Olive! 
Suddenly...

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Extinction 

The Dodo lived happily on Mother Earth in tune with her heart and the world keeps on turning in search for food , nature does as nature does , a means to survive on...

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