Lunched Poems - Poems about Lunched

...Dear Readers: In an effort to contribute my bit to the revelry of this day which is usually dedicated to sheer nonsense, I'd like to introduce a Q and A series I call "Grins and Groaners"...rated PG ......

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...Six years on foot Through far and hurdling paths like wilderness My secondary learning root Which taught me to taste and endure bitterness Oh my brain of rational thoughts: In the mornings it fe......

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...Chief garbage taster as fifth grade Halloween gag at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School interestingly enough landed me a grubhub grab bag. I rooted thru poetry anthology of mine, and came acro......

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...I will always recall the look on Ed’s face As we lunched underneath an oak beside the river We stopped at an ideal spot on our canoe trip Ed said, “This sure does remind me of Nam!” A......

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...at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School As a Halloween costume, one year during early grade school, my father got the brilliant idea for his sole son to be dressed with one of a kind getup.......

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...This Plea send i before that day, on this narrow neck of Land, As here i stand on borrowed breath, in this uncertain plain of ephemeral filth, before the maker of all realms, ere i be lu......

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...Phineas the Frog crossed the bog dancing upon a log Eyed a seagull thought 'twas illegal So he lunched on a water beetle Fell asleep, next to a lizard Phineas sure was no wizard ~ All tha......

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...I will admit I was a tightwad, though that fact shames me now, As never changing mountains, often colorful mists will allow! I never meant to be unkind, but only endeavored to be practical, Like......

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...Spiritual faeries job was never ending. She had to coordinate the team, all six. Mental fairy was easy. He had it going. Established an amazing relationship with Imagination fairy. Social Faer......

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...The 'tock', 'tock', 'tock' of the station clock, the clickety clack of the board. Telling the time and destinations but no one to cry 'All aboard!' The 'bang', 'bang', 'bang' of the carriage d......

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...It was late in the perpetual summer, and I had been dozing, On a blue and balmy afternoon, as I lulled on my porch swing. When from my pleasurable dreams, I was eventually aroused, By sweet bree......

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...It was a beautiful day for a picnic in the park, We all thought we would stay there until dark. Just enjoying the peace of a late summer bliss, Like a departing lover engages you with a kiss! ......

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...A monarch known as Flutterby ruled her kingdom by being herself. She encouraged others to do the same. Visit every garden that suits your fancy she told her subjects. Breakfast with me daily. ......

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...Brains Weirdly Bunched Angel touched and said I was touched; When he and I had together lunched; Naughty neurosis; Plentiful psychosis, And my brains were weirdly bunched. Jim Horn......

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...My palms are growing wet Sweat has covered my trigger Night and day in enemies nest Operating like battalions of mere singers. I fight 21st century with 20th century bullets Blood on my face, ......

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