Sassy Poems - Poems about Sassy

stop signs and sore toes bright tomato pincushions sassy strawberry...

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"I would rather be on a leaky ship that is mine, than aboard a more seaworthy vessel going where I don't wish it to go"—Poet's alter ego Yes, I know what I’m doing I’m the master of my fate The captain of the sinking ship Seeking harbor in ports whether safe or rocky With gusto I plow through uncharted frontiers Why...

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Sassy and Genghis they now get along Sassy liked Kublai but he is now gone Old Genghis still a little grouch he growls at Sassy if she joins him on the couch Sassy will at times kiss him and sniff his little face when he is behind her sneaking a sniff takes place Under the desk Genghis loves to hide and...

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The fawn arrived at one o’clock on a sunny Sunday In the middle of Australia, where her mother had consumed bits of hay The birth was easy, onlookers were silent, loving their deer This fawn, named Sassy, was glad she was born in the meadow here Some deer are born into an anxious, hunter’s kind of world, but not...

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Fashionable Confident walk Make eyes turning....

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i wear my colors as many as i can get they feel sassy...

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I put hot pink pajamas on my cat Scat. She twists her tail, for she knows where she’s at A sassy, brassy, classy, ritzy, ditzy, diamond cat. worth all the trouble, said my cousin Pat. For she is smug and self-assured, a joyful cat. I hear her coming now, with her pitter pat. Dressed in her fancy pajamas, my cat, Scat. Uh-oh,...

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Sassy sobriquets schooled sissy spindleshanks... studious sexagenarian skinny scruffy scribe My utmost humblest apology for inducing the following cerebral calisthenics upon your cranium, but the cost of friendship with yours truly (me – a foo fighting, eagle eyed, beatle browed, beastie boy christened Matthew Scott Harris) doth newt come like some hootie and the blowfish super tramping cheap trick linkedin to wings...

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Lotta would look cute in a box of crackers, his grandmother said. She would look sassy in a roll of aluminum foil, said Uncle Ned. Lotta’s assignment at school was to fashion a dress from the kitchen. Unique, made of items that are usually discarded, her mother was ’n. They were talking about the girl who dated their grandson...

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My house echos with laughter with my Sassy girl She will be two in November energizing my world Watching her two little older brothers makes her glad picks up all their habits the good and the bad. Her left ear points up like a spear reaching for the sky Her right ear lazily droops down to the side Her nose is...

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Turquoise boots with rosettes feeling snappy today Sassy, and sexy, as they prance dance your way Along with the ruffled short skirt we give a sashay Me and my owner, little Miss Debbie Lou Kay...

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I had named my verbose parrot Sunny, as he filled my world with sunshine; For when someone truly touches the heart, you often must give some sign. I habitually called him 'Sun' for short, and we had become best of friends, Like the friendship nature cherishes, with all the vibrant beauty she tends. Sunny and I loved watching old...

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light periwinkle blue with yellow face she draws butterflies she can be ground cover prefers cool climate found in woodlands tolerant of rabbits and deer reseeds herself spreading her prettiness...

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Aine, Irish faerie from Glaslough listened to butterfly’s advice. Sage, solid, sassy, and succulent as always, and twice as nice. It set the mood for the St. Patrick’s Day parade....

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Who are you dating now? I asked Diamond Jim. He was hesitant to tell, which is odd for him. It’s a sassy elephant who wears a tutu said Lou. He gave her a mean look, which is what brothers do. She is really sweet, and she’s opening him up. Said his brother Anglo. They won a dancing cup. Diamond Jim walked...

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