Rover Poems - Poems about Rover

I burned my tongue on caramel coffee Though it could be from lies of omission Doesn’t stop mocha me from talking Or my emerald eyes from violet vision He loves me sweet he loves me hot Lilac lips like lava lilies lemon lures Freeing fluorescent fear thinking not Hopeful heart seeks red love as cure We make peculiar purple...

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You who are running for cover Caesar is coming to Dover! You shall the much feared experience And what you need is resilience… During war be less a lover And Sex tell “For now, you’re over.” You keep moving to the war front, Where really we True Life confront Peace time, one dream to be diver While seas are far, close a river. To...

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The funeral was well attended Nobody came It was sad in a way Clashed with the dog passing away There was a friend with a leg When I say a leg I actually mean two Though he had the flu The Priest nearly made it But he passed too The butcher discussed it with the baker In the newsagents where the notice was placed Was it his...

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I was an essential nature photographer, very deeply immersed in my work, Exploring leafy, wild green mansions, in the sunlit halls where beauty lurks. I had always enjoyed natural pursuits, like minty trees reach for blue skies, Enjoying the caress of amber sunshine, in the hours of magenta butterflies. I loved capturing beauty all about me, from seemingly endless...

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Hundred million K' away neighbour, Mars Hovers bolognese smeared brother, ice brick Fondness for possibles although bizarre Intoxicate screw loose hair brained psychic Frog skin glint silk soak, last page of atlas Frigid rift...

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A distraught driver drove to Dover Running roughshod in his Rover, Crushing cultivated clover, Mangling marigolds, moreover, Pancaking progeny of plover. Liquor-laden lies to lover; Outcome: outed, ousted, over....

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I heard the wind on Mars Like ours And that blew me away The same wolf Howling Out there Roams The rusted crust Just as solitary As his hunt Here on Earth’s green hills His wail longing for choirs Searching the blue sunset on Mars Same as the orange dusk of our own orb Or upon any dark stone Cast throughout the abyss This Will be our greatest human discovery....

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THE AMOROUS ROVER An amorous dog, name of Rover, Tried to win a lady dog over. She agreed to a date And although she was late, Our Rover was truly in clover. They had best caviar and champagne And duck a’lorange for their main. When it came to the sweet, They conceded defeat And decided it best to abstain She said, “I am watching my figure. I...

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The Out-Going Treasurer had me briefed But through the released records I still leafed, Just in case a thing was tightly overlooked And I some tomorrow hatefully booked Over some books I had barefacedly cooked And some missing one million or thereabouts I should kindly explain its whereabouts… The one hitting about The Handed Over And one lousily taking them over: Before a week’s...

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It’s a robot dog with wheels some weirdo said loudly next door. I am the Mars 2020 Perseverance Rover, space explorer. I collect rocks and soil, and monitor weather, dust, and the air. But not on earth, on Mars. I say this with confidence, a robotic heir. Future hopeful human explorers may be able to inhabit Mars. Thanks to me,...

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Rover the dog got stuck in a bog When searching for a bone As he was sinking He started thinking He wished he had a phone...

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Red Rover You know the rules. You had your chance. You lost. Now… My turn. I will tell her the sky dims when she smiles, As her beam is bright, and lights up not only my life, but the world. God knows my heart, and knows exactly what I mean. She… is the help mate I have...

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Don't tell me she is a rover Don't tell me that I'm not the one I've searched this whole world all over And, my friend, my searching is done They say she's had other lovers She says she's had none quite like me She says that I don't pull covers And, friend, that's important you see She likes her water with whiskey And she...

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Walkin' meself by the place where Mike's Bar's place to be this night of rain and cold chill, I thought I'd have me some jolt that bejars me gut havin' time now so as might kill. Mike's a great one seen oft servin' used swill. He'll lift a man's leavin's very quickly, pourin' same down drain where pitcher waits till placed in...

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Barefoot hunter stands on sand A young man leaves a troubled land On sand and water travels wide Searching for that peace inside And as he looks around the world He learns to know the cost Of women loved and friendships lost He passes on his love of stone With friends and family makes a home And to the earth he gives what...

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