Short Gobbling Poems

Turkeys be mating,
 A squabbling and a gobbling,
Young will show up soon....

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unruly bushes
gobbling up the tender plants
the hibiscus closed

March 27, 2018...

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THE IDES of MARCH 2019

Owls were Hooting with
Gobbling Turkeys &
Yipping Dogs joined
The Serenade
Under the 
Half Moon....

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Gobblers a gobbling
                                under the oak trees old boughs
                                       acorns all for free...

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Fat babies are so cute
Gobbling up applesauce with
Soggy milked cheeks

Giggling with silly faces we make
Munching on every animal
In the jungle of crackers

Only to stick 
Chubbied fingers out far
To intake more...

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Does anyone ask chickens how they feel about barbecues
Don't imagine they'd be in favor or line up in queues
When gobbling at the dish
They surely must miss
A family member when one disappears with no clue...

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Does anyone ask chickens how they feel about barbecues
Don't imagine they'd be in favor or line up in queues
When gobbling at the dish
They surely must miss
When one of their family disappears without a clue...

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steadfast Blue Waters 
glazing big mouth bass breathing 
blowing bubbles " pop "
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microscopic organisms
 fishes moving exploring breathing
 gobbling insects worms

Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022...

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PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY

       turkeys are gobbling
   up laughter as prices rise
thankful for the heat
   off their guard, bag their giblets,
      the axe only pardons two

11/19/2021

*The name of the turkeys pardoned by the president...

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There once lived a huge, black bear named quiet
In the forest, he ate a bland diet
Never one to roar
He was such a bore
‘Til gobbling a troll, rousing a riot



A Funny or Bawdy Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin 
May 2, 2023

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a pleiades

Back off, speedy cat, wait for the word;
Brakes on, until the blessing be heard.
Button up, fat lips, let us give thanks.
Brother, do you remember the Manx?
Busy with gobbling, he failed to pray.
Buzzsaw, the dog, determined to play,
Bob-tailed cat, end result, on that day....

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If ignorance, you have a total predeliction to bestow,
Send emails with the command, at the end to:
      “Please forward to everyone you know!”

     
                               1-24-2022
                                  ~1~
                          

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Swallowing starlight, thirsting 
on ether that roars through 
the cosmos as fine, icy fire.

Nibbling moon-dust, gobbling
comets that streak through the
heavens from heaven knows where.

Digesting mysteries older than time, 
inhaling the dew, grateful for tastes 
that are forever ancient and new....

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Long article in the paper 
this morning stops Tim from 
gobbling his bacon and eggs.

Bears are starving in the woods.
Too many cubs, too little food. 
There’s a plan to feed them.

But no plan yet to feed people 
in the city nearby waving signs
about working for food.


Donal Mahoney...

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Swallowing starlight, thirsting 
on ether that roars through 
the cosmos as fine, icy fire.

Nibbling moon-dust, gobbling
comets that streak through the
heavens from heaven knows where.

Digesting mysteries older than time, 
inhaling the dew, grateful for tastes 
that are forever ancient and new....

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Swallowing starlight, thirsting 
on ether that roars through 
the cosmos as fine, icy fire.

Nibbling moon-dust, gobbling
comets that streak through the
heavens from heaven knows where.

Digesting mysteries older than time, 
inhaling the dew, grateful for tastes 
that are forever ancient and new....

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Swallowing starlight, thirsting 
on ether that roars through 
the cosmos as fine, icy fire.

Nibbling moon-dust, gobbling
comets that streak through the
heavens from heaven knows where.

Digesting mysteries older than time, 
inhaling the dew, grateful for tastes 
that are forever ancient and new....

Read More

Swallowing starlight, thirsting 
on ether that roars through 
the cosmos as fine, icy fire.

Nibbling moon-dust, gobbling
comets that streak through the
heavens from heaven knows where.

Digesting mysteries older than time, 
inhaling the dew, grateful for tastes 
that are forever ancient and new....

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I'm hungry so I ordered fries and a burger.
I'm pouring ketchup on my fries and my coffee needs sugar.
This burger is delicious, I can't believe how good it tastes.
I'm gobbling it down, it will not go to waste.
I love burgers, they are my favorite food.
Just thinking about them puts me in a good mood....

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Lost in reality,
drowning in the truth,
silent screams overwhelming me,
are my absolute proof.

Like quicksand life sucks me under,
gobbling up my soul,
spitting out the empty shell,
but keeping the soul it stole.

Zombie-like I carry on,
faking it through my day,
vacant smiles mask hollow replies,
as I've nothing left to say...

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Distant dreams do dare to derail my train of doubts,
Eyes gobbling the cobbled stone streets seen,
Leading to a shop filled of things tagged with alloted time
But the tickle of the wind next to sea bound vesels,
and the smell of their work that feeds our souls,
Is what brings a little peace into focus,
When I'm unceasingly searching for my goals....

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Chickens clucking, pecking paths in the dust
Cow bawling for the calf who loves her bust
Turkeys gobbling, heads nodding 
Cats purring, dogs applauding
Farmers heeding, flapping hands in disgust






A funny Limerick - Any Theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Used How many syllables
June 9, 2022

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Swooning…somnambulating apple hunt,
sweet and sour scenes of climbable trees.
Dreaming…swinging, branches confront.
Palm filling, chewing…night’s day to seize.

Scent of white or red flesh in Autumn, squeeze
delicately its outer dress of green, yellow, red.
Gobbling to bones…cores surrounded by bees.
Juice runs down my chin as I wake up in bed.

9/26/2021...

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My ex is like...
		a troll:

	a short one, ugly and hairy but muscular.

My ex is like...
		an overstuffed gnome, 
	like a Santa’s elf with a bristling beard, but
		never a smile.

My ex is like...
		Jabba the Hut:
	gross, ill-mannered, greedy, selfish,
	gobbling up whatever suits him.

My ex is gone. And my relief is like sunshine and
	an open window after a heavy rain....

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The girl kneels on the concrete slabs.
Dipping her hand into the water-
She spooks the carp within.
Laughing, she drops in tiny crumbs of bread,
That float around like little boats.
Suddenly, the carp are back,
Gobbling the bread from below.
She sits back, hugging herself with joy.
She’d love to take up a fish
And holding its slimy body
In her tiny hands.
She’d plant a kiss upon its scaly head....

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