Poly Poems - Poems about Poly

I writ a poem bout poly-ticks Exposing all its dirty tricks It caused a stir Ruffled some fur Cuz there ain’t nothin’ they can’t fix ...

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Rolly poly foley kitty cat Ate a sandwich with a fried-up rat Coughed up a bit on my welcome mat Because he did not want to get totally fat...

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rolling wall to wall - tumbling down the hall infamously down the stairs, sans fall. who can be as cool as a roly poly kid? the older lady, you can guess who, has to crawl to make it off the floor, crawling like a babe, new. she hopes not to stumble on the shadows that fall. naptime and tea, my buzz,...

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Politicians will be the end of me. To cynical now to trust their lie! To angry now to listen to: Continuous disharmony, Pointed conversations, Loose denominations. Finding flourishes, As the mouth, Drivels, Contagonistic, Voyeuristic, Egotistic, Unrealistic! Politicians will be the...

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It seems we've come up with numerous definitions, For life, and what it all means. From the biological to the philosophical, And all the various strata in between. The scholarly sciences, may include the aspects That need to respirate, regulate, and replicate. While philosophers might wonder how we ...

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Active fun-loving roly poly little goalie slowly retrieved a ball so lowly He said right away It is a great day! The crowd yelled back “Holy Moly!”...

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divide and conquer one size fits all agenda money to be made ***...

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Yesterday proves… “There is no science, to Political Science” (Election Day: November 8, 2016)...

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Used to be called a teddy bear when I was roly poly Now when you see me it's like I've gone on safari Exaggerate a bit? Perhaps, I admit But having fits keeping the girlies off my trolley...

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It may have been the devil himself who prompted the kids in my schoolyard back in 1947 to chant "Patsy Foley's roly-poly from eating too much ravioli." At first, no one could remember who started the chant. Patsy, a sweet and ample child, was in the third grade. As happenstance would have it, I was in...

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Poly-Ticks is Greek for " Plays with Dicks", Whilst all carries on as before, Stop! A moment please, I insist, Name me one worthwhile person in that whole crowd, Cite a single act of which they can be proud, They're mediocre, half wits who haven't a clue, But do you know what's worse? They rule me and you....

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Here time unfurls old faces now, Familiar curls in tact somehow. Here share a meal as banquet shows, Reminisce feel as journeys flow. Here space and time wrought sculptures strange, Seasons and chimes carved mortal change. Here at this place we meet most brief, Glimpse face to face, sum joy and grief. Here on this date our paths align, As if wise fate flings...

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(One poet's vision of what being indwelled by Christ's heart might look like) What makes me feel loved isn't easy to say, And not because the heart of love is blind I can see the ripples form in my own pond. And feel the shock of each and every stone. Perhaps...

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