Plunk For Poems - Poems about Plunk For

...I once met a man who claimed he was sober At a beer drinking party, late October He was as drunk as a skunk He fell down and yelled- Ca 'plunk! Thought it best I called him an Ober......Read the rest...

...A mere mortal I am to AI. A demi tasse slurp, a tiny thought bubble, blowing in the wind, pieced to pop with puny plunk, just a pip spat out. My brain drained to a pitiful paltry piddle, int......Read the rest...

...Hollyhock princess leans on a mushroom to flirt. The mushroom is bashful, he hides a bit in the dirt. What is her name? whispers his interested cousin McWhirt. Not sure, says the mushroom, but she......Read the rest...

...Rosco usually dives in the ocean right away. Today he sits on the edge of the sea with a plunk. Dorothy usually flies into a wave head first. She follows Rosco’s lead. Daintily dipping in one toe......Read the rest...

...Three bears and a bunny walked way too far. We won’t get home before the Venus star! One sat down and refused to go one more plunk. Man up! Said his brother. Don’t be a punk! The bunny joined t......Read the rest...

...Blue faced Jay Woman is juggling ocean orbs unknown to man She will plunk them into appropriate points in the sea of Dill But for now, she is mixing them up as well as she possibly can Inside the ......Read the rest...

...Cherry Tree Music Co-op alternately titled instant infatuation: a moment of spontaneous ***** instantaneously transformed ordinarily shy guy into a quidnunc courtesy powder milk biscuits in......Read the rest...

...Chink! One quarter in the machine ... Crank! Crank! Crank! Gumballs tumble ... Plunk! ... I got one! ... Open the door. Why was it always ... Never the color I wanted?......Read the rest...

...i don't mean to come hard, but that's my dog, last night-drunk as a skunk at the local bar, they hollered, let's take him home he live right down the street..um like oh no yawl, where's my dog, at t......Read the rest...

...There once was a monk named Cur Plunk Who frequently strayed from his bunk He claimed he was drunk And stunk like a skunk 'til his hunk of a trunk had shrunk......Read the rest...

...Blackberry Memoir Blackberries, round and glossy, Always invite me to return To dusty country summer afternoons When languid waves of mirages Puddle into shimmering hiatus. From the gently......Read the rest...

...Being a dragon hoarder is now work at all I collect tidbits of aluminum foil, rolled and tall I have boxes and bags full of things from the mall Items also I have found in a bathroom stall Bein......Read the rest...

...It is late at night- we three sit alone- That is my two brothers and me. We hear sirens- and automatically think- Let’s play firemen. We put on our gear and headed towards the fire- It’s cold a......Read the rest...

...I love it when they carry them in kicking and screaming Plunk them down and then leave me alone with them I am not a candy bar I am not a piece of gum I am not a birthday cake I am not a mag......Read the rest...

...Marsh yellow marigold, purple water iris, and salmon water spider lilies grow against the edge of the large pond filled with cool spring water, fed from underneath the earth. Beneath the wel......Read the rest...