Long Pleased as punch Poems

Hot as hell, emotions fire the flames, 
Nervous about meeting doctors, nurses, 
Curtain separates them from congregation,
The veil is not torn in two, but steamy adulation, 
Courts their friendship sessions to distance, 
Bible fanatic from...

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Their dad had had a heart attack 
since they had seen him last.
In May they said, "Let's visit him,
cuz time's a passing fast."

He doesn't drive, he sold his car
so he'll not come to us.
and we...

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I, (and the missus)
     pleased as punch residing
     at this Schwenksville, Pennsylvania locale,
     (since july first tooth house

     sand...

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ROOBOY

Between the spinifex and gibber, across the dry, hot sand,
Lenny sits as proud as punch with the leather straps in hand,
His roo it has a saddle and a bit between its teeth,
When he wants to...

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Only time will tell the outcome of this rhyme,
Whether it will succeed in the nick of time.
So better safe than sorry, as they say,
A good beginning makes a good ending, I pray. 

I’ll write a...

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These humorous lines were inspired by
Viv Wigley's "Food Fight" contest. 
Could not resist the temptation:)
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In Memory of my close, good friend, Roger Ebert, international movie critic from Chicago, whose wisdom and warmth…. left us far too soon! 


    Some made me howl, some put me in...

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Faculty meeting. Formidably flippantly fortuitously fluffy and forgetful.
I began to write a little list of F words, because I was in the F word mood.
Frilly. Free-ha-ha. Feast. Forget-me-knots. Fallacy. Farming. Fastidious. Fun-filled.
What are you doing?...

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Today.   Repost 
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Meeting Andy Gibb: Today is His Birthday

Some moments in life we just
cannot totally recall,
Like rapid moving waters one sees 
in a waterfall.
But meeting Andy, I will
cherish and remember.
His eyes, his smile, far...

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Some moments in life we just
cannot recall,
Like rapid moving waters one sees 
in a waterfall.
But meeting Andy, I will
cherish and remember.
His eyes, his smile, far more
than warm and tender.

I can't think of another soul,
so glowing, bright...

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She no longer rules the waves,
no longer is heard the chink of ice
in gin glass beneath darkening Indian skies;
what jewels glisten in the corroding crown,
how happy now this happy breed who bows
collective heads and cries?
History’s...

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Pivotal moments
From when I was a tiny girl
In my first year of school
That drift through my thoughts 
Like the apple sticker that 
Was my peg at nursery school
And feeling proud of having
Remembered which was mine
"It's...

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English is a strange language, a strange language is she
English is a strange tongue, a strange tongue is she 

If you are tickled pink, did something tickle your fancy?
And if your fancy's been tickled, is...

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Autumn is leaving, amid hues of red and gold
A final splash of colour before winter's bite takes hold.

The land once verdant, lies desolate and bare
As the cutting cold of winter brings a sharpness to the...

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A granite bust statuette of Nefertiti
Bought at Abu Simbel on our Egyptian cruise
Serves us as a solid paperweight
On windy mornings reading the 'Weekly News'. 

A cigar on the terrace is my only indulgence
Just one for...

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Pleased as punch this mother quite proud
Flips up her tail and neighing so loud

Her gait so lively, her head held high
A bright young mama, once a gleam in her eye

Unbridled spirit, feeling so grand
The spitting...

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Pleased as punch
This mother quite proud
Flips up her tail
Neighing out loud

Her gait so lively
Her head held high
This bright young fella
Once a gleam in her eye

Unbridled spirit
Feeling so grand
The spitting image
Of his dear old man

Romping through...

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This is a question or a request??

To those who run poetrysoup

As 1 of your features

Could you please list add or include??

The member's who have??

Listed Poet's poems who are there favorite??

Because i would really love to...

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Although I write a poem a day,
Most people do not read it.
It's fine with me; my ego
Needs no compliments to feed it.

Yet sometimes an acknowledgement 
Can lift my spirits high 
And yesterday I got one
From...

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Not everyone’s prolific;
Being so might be a curse.
To some, it’s quite terrific
But to others, the reverse.

For those who mass produce their wares
Perhaps are just obsessed;
And holding back a bit impairs
Their mojo, so they’re stressed.

A poet...

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