Friends Rhyme Poems

George Wendt to Heaven when he died.
He was talented and that can't be denied.
George Wendt to a bar where everybody knew his name.
Now that he's...

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Sung to the tune of "Oh Little Town of Bethlehem"

Our infant school nativity,
Directed by Mrs. Page,
Was my first opportunity
To act upon the stage.
I always was...

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Little Miss Mary was thirteen years old, and lived in gold, olden days;
Like the longed for future, peeking at past, both of them full of...

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Maternal never came natural to you
But laugh we did, crazy things you would do,
You caused so much angst, guilt and tension,
But my mother you were,...

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A foolish heart will never learn
The foolish heart often gets burnt
It believes that love will conqueror all
Overlook faults no matter how big or small
It believes...

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She looked in the mirror, a frown on her face,
her mind filled with worry and fear

The sorrow she wears, she just can't erase,
her cheek finds...

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They inhale the poisonous substance,
adduction had no power over resistance;
their brain's responsiveness is too slow:
look at them: their glance is so mellow!

This is the offspring...

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A neighbor of ours died recently…unloved, old and all alone.
She was found, by a person walking his dog, in the doorway of her home.

She was...

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Nothing is heard, but the gentle breeze
Breeze that whispers over the deceased 
Trees bow their branches with deep respect
For those that lie in cemetery beds.

The...

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Conversations with my father,
Bittersweet, and maybe sad
Conversations with my father
Talks that we never had.
Companionably silent 
As we set off walking 
Neither of us known
For doing...

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I'm teasing my favorite commenter (you know who you are) - lol!

My friends told me I'm not quite right. 
So, I saw a doctor for...

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We were both called Shorty, me and this new cowpoke Shay.
He had a disappointed attitude that could be seen a mile away.
I did not like...

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As I remember, I was about six years old
the day Aunt Edie babysat.
Why weren't any of my brothers home?
Was Mom stressed with me? Maybe that. 

We...

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Let's eat, let's Cook, let's host, let's talk.
I'm thinking of Onions and olive oil,
as Our hungry friends watch us like a hawk,
and wait by the...

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When Humpty Dumpty was but a wee lad,
a nurturing and loving mom he had.
She told her son, “Stay out of the sun.
Whatever you do, my...

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