Pedaling Poems - Poems about Pedaling

... Planet in flux…it sucks No refuge..Scrooge rules.. Stooges subterfuge deluge.. Fossil fuel fools.. Poleaxes..then relaxes… As the earth burns.. As it turns..on its axis.. *****......

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...chances of me leaving home chances of me donning blues chances of me wearing a flight suit chances of me being chosen to carry the sports flag chances of me staying what chance do I have......

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...The days of being small in size came back to me After growing up to be six feet three I could always get away with so much as a child From being sweet or sometimes wild I remember doing things as......

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...My neighbor's piano swirls around her finger likened to a keyed car where scrapes linger. She teases out a tune as we both try to hum along with swirling keys her fingers drum. The naturals a......

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...I fill your cup with light from sun up till sun down with the brightest of smiles Don't frown when it appears you're running on empty for you'll be replenished by the mile This one life is ......

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...When I was a kid, about ten, Living in a very small town, The streets were all gravel, And I was free until sundown. I would leave the house each day, Ride my bike to get my friend, And we wo......

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...we ran away each riding on our tricycle.... switched all the way home privet hedge limbs have so many uses.... red streaks on my legs the ride back home took so much lo......

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...March hare rides a bike to twinkle town court The rest of the bunnies are a bit jealous of Mort. He thinks he’s all that, and I guess maybe he is. Said a caramel-eating rabbit named Oldie McGizz. ......

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...frog came across tightrope riding on a bike so high entire circus crowd gave a loud gasp and a sigh there is a dog in that basket! A little one yelled. We held our breath now, for he could have be......

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...In field of emotions, a fire-storm has grown, Seeds of rebellion aflame and wind-borne are sown. Creating chaotic scenes, burned by spirit's flame, Fomented fervor, a revolutionary game. Foment......

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... Grandpa took me to the ice cream store. On my tricycle, yes, I was well_loved! What girl in braids, could ask for more? There were comic books there, too. Pedaling alon......

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...Lee rides a silver fish all day long was the report. We call him Silver, and he is a good sport. What is a silver fish? I asked my friend Tike. Not sure, he answered, but it looks like a bike. ......

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...In the manse market for a preowned spa house Mine feeble efforts pale in comparison to a kid scaling El Capitan of Yosemite National Park, nevertheless me, a dry witted husband self emasculate......

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...I imagine relief while feeling comfortably numb... anesthetized courtesy central air analogous to gulping down a tall glass of ice cold water, which equals ultimate thirst quencher, especial......

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... I “What in carnation is this?”, A July sun breaks my winter sleep, and ghosts in the fog my only peace. This early morning hoar chills the flesh and marrow, an......

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