Short Adjuster Poems

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Premium Member An Autumn Tale

Autumn with all the metaphors I can muster
The beauty of the season and it's golden luster
The raking of leaves
And cleaning of eaves
And my annual trip to the back adjuster
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Attitude Adjuster

I think the best attitude adjuster
is a stick and not a feather duster.
  The lunatic left tried
  and were duly denied
but it’s time to nuke the filibuster!
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Attitude Adjuster

Take care, watch out for the “Attitude Adjuster” You're going to need all the courage you can muster He'll smile you to death Wearing a polka dot dress This scary im-age is... ma-king me st-st-st-stutter
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Few Like the Tax Man

Few Like The Tax Man Miracle Man 5/26/2023 I come from a small town named Shuster, my father was the property tax adjuster. He was always working late, Toward him was much hate. so when queried on taxes he’d filibuster.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member The Attitude Adjuster

Take care, watch out for the “Attitude Adjuster” You're going to need all the courage you can muster He'll smile you to death Wearing a polka dot dress This scary image is... ma-ma-making me st-st-st-stutter © Jack Ellison 2015
Dedicated to my good friend, The Wulf Man!
fun
Form: Limerick


The world: a place for all


Diode or anode
Are they enough to remove negative thinking?

Transistor or adviser
Which is best to help one off sinking?

Banister to guide
Yet the hyperactive will still jump it over

Canister to hide
Though expiratory date will not hangover

Resistor or an adjuster
The behavioural disorder are hardly bewitched in rehabilitation

Capacitor or curator 
The world remains to all a pleasant habitation

Memories

My old sweet dog
tangled with fog
and ate like a hog

Old dear Buster
quiet and adjuster
who gave me a fluster

he left in such a hurry
I would do anything to feel that furry
dog, in my memory, blurry

If you could see the sorrow
would you borrow
my heart and come back tomorrow

I don't care what they say
memories replay
I my head, oh take me away

So now goodbye
I tried not to cry
but you held my emoition supply
Form: Rhyme

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