Short Chug Poems

Have tea
Whoop-te-dee!
Meaning caffeine?
Chug-chug-chug
Down mug!...

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coffee is a football mug

join me as i chug-a-lug

no matter the team

bring on the steam

serve it next time in a jug.
...

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A nitpicking chief isn’t nice
Takes away work’s sugar and spice
Labor can chug
Without a boss bug
Since we’re not the ones who have lice...

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Charlie
That's Me

Detects
Suspects

Here's Clue
For Flu

Veggie
Suey

Ban Food
No Good

You Do
Flu Through

My Fee
Chablis

Glug Glug
Chug Chug...

So Long
Drink Gone...

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An overnight visit from 
brothers that fight
ride two-wheel bikes
and chug chocolate milk
brings out some pouting,
some sharing issues,
and a new found appreciation 
for toys long-forgotten....

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Out to sea in a small ship,
No land in sight, just salt sea,
Beer to chug, and wine to sip,
Plenty for all in the galley!


February 22, 2022
Contest: A Poem Crafted In The Various Lind30
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke...

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I chug upward
as the air
thins, the sky
blues the stars.
Then it, at the peak,
stops. Music
is not like life.
Envisioning the rhythm of time,
when the now point arrives
there is no view.
I have to tumble 
slide down
letting out 
the melody
of my breath....

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Turn
 the air
 on high. Wear
 shorts. Lose the shoes.
 Watch the weather news
 while praying for showers.
 Wilt like the plants and flowers.
 Mow that grass and chug that water.
 When you're too tired to walk, just totter.
 It's early July; it will get hotter....

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What a good question is this,
I read it on Facebook's blip,
What, Willie Nelson does ask.
Are teen leaving us? The task!
Old Willie and Keith Richards, lo!
They really need to know,
Pickled on booze, sex and drugs,
No healthy vegie juice to chug,
Aging is a blast, free hugs!...

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Break away the manacles of fear
Get up and get away from here
Out into the great, great yonder
Scratch that incessant itch of wonder

Follow the steam of your heart
Chug, chug, chug on down the tracks, apart
And with your beautiful mind fly, fly into 
The vastness of a beautiful new...

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There was a young man from Pensacola
Who chug-a-lug a bourbon high cola
Gave it try
Eyes did cry
Head swirled like he was on a Victrola.

A Victrola is a record player that used to spin those old platters, 66, 33 RPM. If you care, you can boot up a picture of one on your chosen website....

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Dinner for Two:
Red wine
Fine dine

Dessert for Two:
White wine
Cloud nine

Liquid Courage:
More wine
More spine

Liquid Stupidity:
Chug wine
Cross line

The Perfect Gift:
Bring wine
Be mine

Where It All Began:
Pre-wine
Grape vine

The Next Morning:
Post-wine
Most whine...

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Roman agua
delivered to your door step
the quench comes next
when it comes clutch
right on time
like a cyclone
that rips across terrain
expected ransom got's to be handled
a tener que and chug your Roman agua
drink till you drop
Roman agua is drowning
inside this poem
inside you
Roman agua has the last say...

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J'aime la vie…I love life, with all that it brings
Alleviating the jarring pain of potholed roads
Labour uphill, thankful for easy descents, 
Observe the rules, most watchful for red lights
Plagued at times by ailments, wear and tear
Yet, like a defiant aging car, I chug on and on.


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11th July, 2023...

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I count the hours

as I welcome the pelt of rain

harmoniously thumping and splattering against the

melancholic chug-chug screech of the train

10 hours

of not being assaulted by your words

hours devoid of your loudness

yet my heart is screaming, banging, drumming

10 piercing hours

time does not escape your noise...

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There was an old man from Dallas
who drank his whiskey from a chalice
   he raised his mug 
   and gave it a chug
now the old man is drunken and callous.

He awoke with a pain in his head
he had trouble getting out of the bed
   for the mug he reached
   and the pain was bleached
as soon as the bottle was dead....

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She hears the chug a chug of the moving bus
Watches as the raindrops fall easy onto glass
Such a long despair she sprouts out of the bus
Her heart is tight eyes the color of blown glass
from the deepest depths a song sings
lamenting in a circle of one soul l
in the pain of reality a bell sings
pulling on the cords ding ding from the soul...

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The coal train blows across main street.
Sooty birds scatter over the rainbow.
Wet sidewalks tremble
as tracks grip iron wheels.
One hundred cars hooked
to a snorting nose
that often halts on the tracks
right there in the middle of our homes.
The gift of time
to smoke another cigarette
and feed the cat
before we chug off
to nowhere much once more....

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It makes you feel,
like your made of steel,
the street name is literal,
i'm uncontainable,
but then at the end,
with all you have spent,
my head is spinning,
but i'm still grinning,
happy but dull,
but why am i full,
now i must smoke,
and hope i dont croke,
if i go to bed now,
i will not say chow,
but i must see it through,
try and chug down some grool....

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For every burger we consume,
Each hot dog we are chomping,
We should remember on this day
The Redcoats we were tromping.

For every icy beer we chug,
Each ear of corn we're biting,
We have to thank the colonists,
Who sacrificed by fighting.

If independence wasn't won,
We'd be on different footing,
Enjoying Shepherd's pie, perhaps,
Or maybe Yorkshire pudding....

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There is no space between the 
horizon and the ocean
Birds follow boats in a lazy 
circular motion 
It is a lazy hazy Saturday 
afternoon
Topped by a peeping 
premature quarter moon  

Idle fishermen sit and curse 
their fate
The striper run is getting 
precariously late
Boats chug back and forth in 
search of signs
Willing fish to hook up with 
trawling lines...

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Look it's there, posing haar,
quite lofty an fair, nerve taking air;
hushed breeze only by you;
how wonderful thou care.

To spin an fin in vines bin,
an let thy heart pulse in hin;
To speak an write an start a fight
chug upon what puzzle i am in, 
an flurr like air to fins mine gold;
from about to finish and hold
skips away from my bold air
how lucky a-holic air
i fear of e're....

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We stand in a room filled with dance
What most people say can’t be a real sport
Like you can’t be a sport without a lance
Or a ball and a court
 
We work for hours on balance and turns
We stomp and chug for hours on end
Running to the lobby to see the ferns
I need more energy to lend

Who gets to decide what a real sport is
We work hard and practice for days
And all we get from you is fizz
But we still love to play...

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Today i take another puff of this deadly nicotine, i watch the flames swim through 
the air. Its stains my breathe with the smell of being addicted.
I ran a mile under the skies that seem to look so blunt. How can i cure this 
diease that i call "depression"? 
Ive never been a victim to a beer bottle, but i chug ever bit thats left. These bad 
habits; i dont know where they reflect off.
Im not addicted but somewhere close to it...

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I rise from my bed, 
body aching and cracking.
They say I'm too young to feel this way.
But I do.
They are unaware of the jabs and low blows
that life has thrown at me.
"Keep fighting."
I tell myself as I limp over to the coffee pot.
I chug a cup and gain my composure
before hearing the words, "round 6918"
and the ding of the bell.
I walk out of my apartment swinging, 
hoping to hit a sweet spot.

(6918 is the number of days I've been alive.)...

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