Polka Poems - Poems about Polka

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while riding my dog Spike to polka dot town I noticed the number of circles that were all around So this is why they call it polka dot town I said to Spike. You are eating too much, he replied. Next time take a bike....

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“rain barrel polka stormy weather has me singin’ in the rain collecting pennies from heaven...

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She is pretty in polka dots They are all over her clothes On her eye mask, her shirt And in freckles on her nose She loves polka dots as much as most They make her look fancy, she is a great host She loves them in red, blue, turquoise and pink. Her imagination says it helps her to think....

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"Polka will never die" - Jim Butcher, Dead Beat Polka, I think, will never cease. I am watching the Palladium today. The dancers will enjoy the fun, And butchers will put aprons away. They love lively dancing. It helps them disconnect From fevered hours of mincing. They really hoped their Madams Wanted meat today! That was this morning... Now they 'moon' at polka, Trying to avoid the...

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Pretty polka dots Grace red butterflies in air, ladybugs on leaves, rare parakeets and blossoms and frogs, mushrooms and cheetahs. Tiger lily moon dressed up in dotted silver, weary of the gold! Spotted horses and fishes, join summer's polka dot craze....

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Do the Mandate Polka Roll out the mandates! We’ll have a barrel of fun! Just do the...

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Water is uniquely ancient, yet it hasn’t aged a day. It’s older than Dr. Leakey’s bones. Older than Olduvai Gorge. Water is older than life itself, Unaltered by evolution’s chaotic ebb and flow. Undiminished, though redistributed, Surviving every mass extinction, While continually redeeming itself through the sacred trinity Of evaporation, condensation, and precipitation. STOP! All the water that exists today is all...

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when sunshine emerged a polka dot rainbow flared above green treetops things were looking up all the colors coming down children chased balloons many-hued nature has unending surprises like diamonds in dirt...

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skin tones but not the pretty ones flesh in a color flesh of a fruit tan polka dots on peach grandma hands and now they are mine...

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I try to paint with a shock I realize it is giving me no thrill No joy; for the first time in six years I return to the middle bedroom darkest, gloomiest room in the house turn on my electric blanket and go to sleep wake up wondering if it is morning or night? Does it matter? I am on strong...

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It is skimpy But not indecent It looks fabulous on a pre-teen But do not get any ideas Because that would be creepy Old women look better in a one piece And if they are wide they sometimes do better with a skirt Bikinis are not for everyone But when I see a yellow polka dotted one, Look out. My singing voice comes out And I...

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Some cats have paisleys, some have plaids. Some wear neon’s, some wear angel wings. I am Sun God Cat of Polka Dot Blind Fold. I wear polka dots in all colors, and they sing. You can call me Sun God Cat for Short if you want. I am not prissy or anything, because I am not that kind...

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I am up and running my polka dress factory where all is good and satisfactory. I like to get there by half past nine to see all of my workers in a line. "It's polka dot green" I say today, and soon folk are busy in a line, dotting the fabric for all they are worth. They've got to be quick -...

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Polkadot Polka Tumbling, whirling, smiling, swirling – A riot of laughter – orderly rows well crafted. Swaying, dancing, toe tapping, prancing – Rainbows of color –freckles in technicolor. Jumping, leaping, playing not creeping – Like leap frog, per chance – a spinning top dance? Glistening, glimmering, sparkling, shimmering - Not hidden from sight – bright points of light. Grinning, giggling,...

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