Long Flown the coop Poems

Growing up in a middle class suburb of Chicago, is it any wonder that Polly learned the art of political malarkey.  Watching the City Council was probably the
place where she learned to see women...

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"Now when we showed up...
There it was, a professional set...
A huge Hammond B-3 Organ..
(King of all Organs..same as used
by Santana at Woodstock, etc....)
500 pounds of growling power...
Something I'd never seen up close...
With huge spinning Leslie...

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I'm a firm believer
In limerick fever
(This isn't news)
"It'll cure the blues!"
Says Jan (who is no deceiver)

Written by Jan Allison:

Writing limericks is a fine art
Yes I write about poop or a fart
But show me someone
Whose not...

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While strolling through the graveyard the other day, I was drawn,
To a host of stones with creative and pithy epitaphs etched thereon!
Such flowing poetic verse is deemed worthy of recording for posterity,
Due to its peculiarity,...

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~ BY INVITATION ONLY - 1st ANNUAL POETRY SOUP CONVENTION ~

Relieve that stress and undue tension, First Annual Poetry Soup Convention!
Come to Maine this early September, (as long as you're a paying member) ...

A smorgasbord...

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  I stood in the doorway frozen in fear,
    Your coffin was within;
  The room was empty of sound and of life,
    I could see you...

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I was on one continent and she another.
Both of us were always writing letters to each other.
I felt that we were headed in a romantic direction,
so I booked a flight destined for her location.
She was...

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Walking on eggshells,
with left-over scratches,
Brave little chick
into the world hatches...
managed to scramble away with a limp--
those eggshells, (and mama)
did a number on Shrimp.
Fifty years after, mama's still kicking,
pecking Shrimp's feathers off,
when no one's looking--
Some of...

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I am no longer in my youth, it has flown the coop,
my bones, and joints won’t listen to my commands.
I spend most of my days picking up dog poop.

Don't get me wrong I'm happy to...

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Butti the tortoise from the zoo has flown the coop

   Your brother Tutti misses you, you little poop

      On you there is a large bounty

   ...

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Grandma’s Flown the Coup!

Has anyone here seen Grandma?
We’ve been searching high and low
It’s time she joined the seniors’ home
Burt she doesn’t want to go
She packed up all her make-up
Paid her Botox bill in full
Her kids...

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Mrs. Robin, busy as a bee
  visits my home's skylight annually
She builds a nest there carefully
  her private retreat, only I can see

She commandeers my yard militarily
  hopping to and fro imperiously
Ever...

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Poor old Chicken Licken's not the brightest little bird
Keeps coming up with theories that are clearly quite absurd
He got hit by an acorn, and to laugh would be a sin
But our little feathered friend believes,...

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Stumbling along the worn down pine,
Clamoring like a babe against floor and a table leg
I found the stool to shame all other stools.

Propping my bony bottom atop
Like a laggardly old lion,
Done with denunciation,
Dismal and downgraded,
While...

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"Daughter," "laughter," do not rhyme but ought to.
Pure squeals of joy ring out from every door.
For surely graced by God is the man who
Has daughters in the house forevermore!

Blessed indeed, for girls have I in...

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No longer can you break me to pieces,
Rip me apart infront of those I love,
You can’t get to me and that must drive you crazy,
I’m a better person than you will ever be,
Success is definitely...

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