Short Flossing Poems
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Sometimes I meet people not even meeting them
When I like what they say
And then I really feel there are things above poetry
Which I love with my honest heart
I will be checking for spelling, grammar, hair style, and regular flossing
Mostly I do it all the time as I love good word but also good
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27.08.2016
Categories:
flossing, poems, poetess, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Don't talk to me
you toothless poet
Who preaches me
what you all know at
When life smiles back
and tells you so
That I'm as bad
as all you show
And I am learning
from expense
Of what you've paid
in greater sense
When never having brushed your teeth
and having nerve to smile at me
When all I learn is in between
what teeth are left for flossing free
Categories:
flossing, allusion, analogy, devotion, education, fate, giving, image,
Form:
Quatrain
Advocate for women thriving for liberty
Trying so hard I feel hearty
Dark shadow captures women’s identity
Terrorists get away without any penalty
No fight through violence
Victory and message must be sent through benevolence
Reminding myself everyday: I am just a teen
With great determination I will fulfill this without being mean
Now that the world knows Malala Yousafzai
I will surely succeed if I always try
Categories:
flossing, abuse, care, change, courage, dream, education, faith,
Form:
Free verse
Prisms blue sky's residue new tymes themes knew rymes seldom brewed limes suddenly I resume Time Jacks timeless I flew the flag I screw the nails I drew a line I refuse to assume to plead with a gossip girl fossils pearls glossy flossing on turtle scales tare weight grams inches minx oil drinks all around
To tavern be named Glued to Perils Presumed to escalade on in ski's Galieas cross path beseeched intertwined so gloomy Loom Lake appears
Categories:
flossing, 6th grade, change, chanukah,
Form:
Alexandrine
The hygienist cleaned my teeth
And gave a little lecture.
"Your flossing isn't good enough;"
It wasn't just conjecture.
I'm sure that it was obvious
My efforts were exquisite
In just the week or two before
My 6-month dental visit.
I brush each morning and each night
But more than that's annoying.
Unless a poppy seed is stuck,
No floss I'll be employing.
So twice a year I suck it up
And listen to her chiding.
At least a saddle for her very
High horse I'm providing.
Categories:
flossing, care,
Form:
Rhyme