Long Scruff of the neck Poems

My love is light (a fairy kiss?)          
               Like the pressure of...

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Hubby was working, out of town, lately, so we went to pick him up.
And we passed thru the town of Metropolis in our ancient pickup truck.
Now don’t think Dragon didn’t notice, that this was the...

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Nero the god! I had a dream. 
There I was at the foot of Mount Olympus.
 Mother was with me as usual. 
As we reached a cross-roads, Agrippina said: 
"Come Nero, here we turn left"...

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While walking my dog in a field one day,
a massive black bull appeared in the way.
It snorted and grunted and pawed at the ground,
I could tell by its face that I couldn’t walk round.

Now here...

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Many years ago my partner gave me an unexpected birthday surprise,
A trip to Lake Windermere, the beauty of it there’s no compromise.

The hotel where we stayed was right on the edge of the lake,
A perfect...

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Dragon always needs to be entertained, or there’s trouble brewing, I Say!
So we got him an electric train set, for him and his penguins the other day.
But naturally, he had to sit in the middle...

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Here I am,
sitting at my desk watching an old 
romantic comedy on my computer, 
the kind of thing I wouldn’t have been 
caught dead watching in my youth.

The height of uncool,
the epitome of maudlin sentimentality,
I’d...

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Let my words bring on the darkness
May my words wrap you in shadow and scrape the inside of your skull
Scarring my beautifully sadistic scenarios on the inside of your braincase
Let my words coat you in...

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Sheila Watters and her two young daughters were out for a stroll one day.
When all of a sudden big Bertie McCrudden jumped out and blocked her way.
"A couple of kisses from the little misses and...

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Pulling this wagon by the scruff of my neck,
is like relaxing cross-legged on feeble bike handles.
The gentle gusts of your hurricane dazzle me.
Humouring the limitless requests of an oxymoronic cloud that swoops over your vision,
second...

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I come out of my hole
everyone is staring at me,
what exactly do they want?
Why won't they let me be?

Every single year that passes
I always have to endure pain,
look to the sky you stupid people
I can...

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Bowser at the Computer

By Elton Camp

When I came home early from work one day,
My young dog at the computer I found at play
And at something on the screen he was staring
About any other thing Bowser...

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SheWolf scampered into the cave and smacked into WindMale.
He held her by the scruff of her neck, snarling his usual meanness.
Her heart beat triple time, thinking he would skin and eat her.
He flipped her across...

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Poetry is my most recent passion
That's got me by the scruff of the neck
Grabbed me a couple of years ago
Not getting much sleep, I'm a wreck

Sure didn't know when I started all this
It would ignite...

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