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Poppa Poems - Poems about Poppa


Premium MemberPoppa Jack

Erin was our young cleaning lady
Came in to clean our abode
Welcomed dear Erin in every fortnight  
For her regular cleaning episode

Sweet Erin confessed her love for me
More love than her real Poppa
That was really quite difficult to hear 
Never really knew her saga

Once asked if I could adopt sweet Erin
She agreed, with no hesitation
So
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Categories: poppa, sweet,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberSunflower Field - Van Gogh

bright yellow flowers turn to warm themselves and laugh at poppas' red face
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Categories: poppa, father, flower,
Form: Monoku



Shot To Poppa Squat

Suicide is a topic way too serious for jokes. 
Too awkward for many funny bone pokes. 
But Patch Addams was played on this tone. 
By a fighter of demons of others and his own. 

So in the spirit of the Dead Poet Society actor. 
Who influenced our lives in ways I can’t factor. 
Mr. Williams
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Categories: poppa, death of a friend,
Form: Rhyme

My Poppa

the joy of you pop 
   
 once big as a redwood tall 
   
 fragile you blessed me 
   
   
   
 your eyes gave me hope 
   
 hundreds of years you grow small 
   
 a dark evil
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Categories: poppa, father, love,
Form: Senryu

Premium MemberPoppa Jack

Sweet Erin confessed her love for me
More love than her real Poppa
That was really quite difficult to hear
Never really knew her saga

Once asked if I could adopt sweet Erin
She agreed, with no hesitation
So sweet to know she loves me that much
But so sad to hear this revelation

Her Mommy and Daddy were separated
Many years before we
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Categories: poppa, tribute,
Form: Quatrain



Premium MemberPoppa Jack

In our close circle of friends and family
I've been known as old Poppa Jack
Really like it, I can feel all the love
What I give comes bouncing right back

Always been known to love the whole world
Enemies? Not a single darn soul
Some people I like a bit more than others
They're in the minority on the whole

There's nobody
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Categories: poppa, family, friend, love,
Form: Quatrain

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