Short Ad Lib Poems

Every time we meet
my heart skips a beat
It must be love
Oh no! I can't tell a lie, I can't ad-lib
It's only my atrial fib...

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arbitary 
    random
spontaneity

   .casual
thougjts
said
   aloud
      improvisatoions
impulses
    ad-lib
at
 a
   whim


...

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If you lie
It's all for you
Not for them. 

This time
If I come back tired
It's all because of work. 

I'm older now
If I don't have it
I won't have it. 

I'm happy
Because I'm about
To eat what I want....

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Just like your aorta
Carries blood,
Well It really sort'a ought'a
Or the shoes you bought,
Are sort'a tight,
Soon blisters will ignite,
Sort'a painful it just might,
Keep you up all night,
And when the mouse
dashes across the floor,
And you sort'a run for 
the door,
And your ad-lib scat singing
Sort'a thought was scatology
Maybe we ought'a sort'a sort'a...

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Listen to poem:

The oomph and zing of extra spin
adds razzmatazz to shot akin
to the standing ovation din
a hole in one gets for a win.

The cream screams to the top.

The razzle and dazzle of dance 
shake, rattle and roll of romance 
is enhanced by the oddball prance
of a jitterbug jive freelance.

Bebop is king of pop.

Jazz embodies the extra dash
of syncopated mish and mash
adding gems of splish, splosh and splash
improvisation in a flash.

Flip-flop until you stop....

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