Short Frizzle Poems

light a candle. 
let it glow with hope. 
let its thin film of smoke 
disperse the dark clouds. 
let it drizzle and frizzle out your stress, 
let it wash off the stench of sweat. 
let your pregnant hope 
deliver twins and triplets; 
multiple tales of success....

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Grooms not nervous now
Brides expecting more
Fathers going broke
Mothers counting money
Frizzle frazzle day

What happened mints?
What happened cake?
What happened punch?
What happened nuts?

More more more
Everything
Bridezilla

Simple?
Lovely?
Not quite.

Wedding...

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My homework has many an equation,
Teacher says math is a good foundation;

It all seems like a puzzle,
Squiggles that make my mind frizzle,

Oh please tell- when is summer vacation?


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March 8, 2016

Poetry/Limericks/Mathematical Equations
Copyright Protected, ID 16- 765-437-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym....

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Wake up from your sleep
Its about time we reap
The happiness of the moment
Going on and on like a current

Lets go out in the sun
Its time we take a run
The rain will soon drizzle
Everything will soon frizzle

Today its so bright
Hold my hand tight
Imagine we can fly
Up and Up so high

As the clock ticks ten
Lets go into the den
I know as time slides
The pain will subside!...

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O the pool, the pool,
A really cool treasure,
A hole filled with water
Just for your pleasure,
For a slippery dive,
Or a pool-bottom glide,
A splash and a kick,
Or a race -
Dolphin-quick.

When you get boiling hot
And start to frizzle, 
The pool is much wetter
Than a sprinkler’s drizzle,
So, let’s go to the pool
For the whole afternoon,
And on the way home we can have
Chips!
...

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My father told me how
Pretty petals blooms
and blow away
In just one day they’ve gone away
So dry we cant fresh again
even if we cry and cry and cry our pains
and our eyes frizzle bleeding clots of rain
it can never stop heal the wound
But the tears we pour
they never waste away
They make dews and wet the earth
that just before our eyes 
New roses sprout again
cheering up our sorry faces
though
The joy it brings still has an end...

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me.....rigid (surprised)
Get tae  (your bothering me go away)
Naw mate it Chips no ing fries (we call them chips)
wit r u gawking it mate (yes can i help you)
Suffering  (yeah life i give in)
Tap us a fag (slang for cigarette) could i get a cigarette

the next bits a brain frizzle
if Pokémon had diarrhea would they call it the squirtles?
I'm going back to the sound only i can hear
the voice behind the curtain
that sees wherever i stare...

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