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Short Flown The Coop Poems

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Premium Member The Hens Have Flown the Coop
The hens have flown the coop
  Their owner mystified
He hit them with his silver spoon
  Didn't know they had pride

And now as folks leave Illinois
  Governor Pritzker, take a think
From the tap of the hen-owner
  You should no longer drink...

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Categories: flown the coop, goodbye, leaving, political, satire,
Form: Political Verse



Premium Member Is Ai Alien X
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We sent robots and rovers to Mars!
What if the little green critters out there 
returned the compliment
and sent their hackers and AI gadgets
to invade us marked 
'X' open at your own peril!
The musky Blue Bird 
has flown the coop
scared off by alien Mr X....

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Categories: flown the coop, science fiction, social,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member What Is Plan B
So, what is Plan “B”?
Plan “ A” has gone the way
of the Dodo – the pigeon
who has flown the coop, 
became Thanksgiving for 
the hawk. 

Plan “A” vote them out – 
requires honest elections. 
Plan “A” bound by the 
courts, our US Constitution – 
they don't care. So what is
plan “B” if Americans are
to remain A People Free!?...

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© Joe Dimino  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: flown the coop, freedom, history, independence day, poets, political, power,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Politically Correct Nursery Rhyme
HEADLINES FLASHING!  

NEWS CASTS BLARING!
 
 
     Sparrow found guilty of killing Cock Robin with his little bow and 
arrow!!!!!!!!!!!!!    Judge to announce sentence!!!
 
   
   "Since you admit killing Cock Robin, I sentence you to twenty years for 
poaching.  Officer take this prisoner away."
 
 
HEADLINES FLASHING!  

NEWS CASTS BLARING!
 
 

THE SPARROW HAS FLOWN THE  COOP!...

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Categories: flown the coop, funny, happiness, imagination,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Time On My Hands
Another ponder day came by
And looked me right square in the eye.
I just sat and with a sigh
Grabbed my pencil and began to write.

The sky is blue dotted with white
The grass was green but turned brown over night.
The flowers all droop out on my stoop
Another summer's flown the coop.

Then the winds began to blow
Followed by white flakes of snow
I closed my eyes and began to dream
Of tomorrow's brand new painted scene,...

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Categories: flown the coop, imagination, nature, time,
Form: Verse




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