Short By The Skin Of Your Teeth Poems

Jack went up the hill
With lady Daisy for a thrill
He was injured you see
She got skin in her teeth
Jack got divorced from Jill

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Skin of Your Teeth

God's assurance blessed always has been,
Through toil and trouble thick and thin;
Stay saturated,
And educated;
On your teeth be sure to see all of the skin.

Jim Horn...

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Hanging by the skin of my teeth,
I am ready to quietly lie beneath
and confess to all my sins and lies,
Make amends ere I close my eyes;
Pray that my soul may rest in peace
where sorrows and shadows cease!


Randomling contest by Mary Oliver Rotman...

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Silly boy;
Don't you know you should be fearful of the girl who wears another person's hair on their scalp,
Don't you know that she can wear your skin on her teeth and take pictures of it?
Aren't you afraid of the girl with a crown of thorns around her head,
Don't you know a halo is made of light?
Silly boy;
Why must you be so careless?...

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by a thread lead me on 
kept me hanging on
by the skin of my teeth
hopelessly waiting for something 
that would never come 
to fruition 
time and time again 
over and over again 
i fell for your false promise 
for renewed reconciliation 
each and ever single time 
year after year 
praying that this time 
you would stay with me forever more
but alas you always seemed to leave 
me out in the cold...

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Hunchbacked in a room, typing electric spells of doom,
breathing out fire, an alchemy of pain, suffering and desire.

Filtered beauty but oh, beneath, lies green skin and poisonous teeth,
with claws replaced by keyboard, where online posts replicate sword.

Eyes glassy, red with ire and fatigue; hate is sport, pole position in the league:
a troll swallowing prey in gigabytes whole; their innocence lost, our youth stole....

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By the skin of my teeth
Surviving by wit
Heart on my sleeve
But shirts never fit

Lucky I’m funny
Or it would be a true shame
I haven’t got money
I’ve never had “game”

I won’t be on time
To save my life
A dose of cheap wine
I’ll call it a night

I hate making plans
Too much commitment
I might rather dance
Or do something different

But I don’t like to fly
By the seat of my pants
I contradict I
Every given chance...

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Thrust a dagger into my heart
Lay me on a bed of thorns
Give me a chalice of hemlock
Thrash me with a flail
Haul me over the smoldering coals
Hang me over a precipice 
by the skin of my teeth,
Impale me, crucify me…
And I will only smile,
Why?
Because I am in Love!


~"What I Love" contest by Maureen McGreary

 ~Love Poems contest by Alexis Y

("Brevity-The Short of it" contest by Casarah Nance)...

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I like travelling a lot 
that’s why people are
often giving me guilt trips.

I like to drill and dig holes
that’s why people always bore me.

I like playing possum
that’s why life often passes me by.

I paint a lot in red
that’s why people often catch me 
red-handed painting the town red.

I am old-school and like to
hitch rides on horse-drawn cart
but fall off the wagon often.

I bite off more than I can chew 
And I am hanging onto life now
by the skin of my teeth....

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