Short Gunk Poems

Bubbling, bouncing, coursing
Singing, shouting, playing
Honoring, joyful, joyful
Joyful, fun, fun, fun
Joy, Joy, Joy, Black gunk funk...

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With tenderness, she caresses
My toes and calmly impresses
The gunk inside
Smelling aside
They are quite ugly, distresses

Russell Sivey...

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God intended to put eye gunk on people's eyes when they wake up so they could see and clean their faces first before looking at other people's faces...

August 24, 2023...

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When a cold is the thing that you’ve got
You may cough or may sneeze quite a lot
	And the gunk that will issue
	To each crumpled tissue
Seems harmless but really it’s not!...

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Most annoying thing the body produces
Is eye gunk to me it's downright useless
But helps when we cry
Lubricating the eyes
Aren't we due for a 10,000 mile service...

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Got some friends from across the sea
Who yell gesundheit whenever they sneeze
A German word for health
And for excusing oneself
For getting gunk on each bystander's chemise...

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Got some friends from across the sea
Who yell gesundheit every time they sneeze
A German word for health
And for excusing oneself
For getting gunk on each bystander's chemise...

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What would I do without my Soup Friends
Youse guys make each day a joyous event
Every morning when I rise
With gunk in my eyes
Look forward to our chats, my spirits do ascend...

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Got some friends from across the sea
Who yell gesundheit every time they sneeze
A German word for health
And for excusing oneself
For getting gunk on each bystander's chemise...

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How come each morning when we greet the day
The gunk in our eyes makes us say, “what the hey!”
What good is this stuff
Enough is enough
Sometimes nature is a pain in the souffle...

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How come each morning when we greet the day
The gunk in our eyes makes us say, “what the hey!”
What good is this stuff
Enough is enough
Sometimes nature is a pain in the souffle...

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How come each morning when we greet the day
The gunk in our eyes makes us say, “what the hey!”
What good is this stuff
Enough is enough
Sometimes nature is a pain in the souffle...

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How come each morning when we greet the day
The gunk in our eyes makes us say, “what the hey!”
What good is this stuff
Enough is enough
Sometimes nature is a pain in the soufflé...

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Start with a penny, double your money each day
Takes 27 days to become a millionaire, they say
Who are these”they” guys
Got gunk in their eyes
Real shysters, it can't be true, no way!!!...

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Got some friends from across the sea
Who yell gesundheit every time they sneeze
A German word for health
And for excusing oneself
For getting gunk on each bystander's chemise


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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My fingernails are filthy
Looks like they are digging ditches while I sleep
I begin to groom myself like a cat
I do not use my tongue, I use other nails
Nails scraping gunk out of other nails
Hoping to put off my bath until Wednesday...

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I can churn stomachs, with a stench of truth 
An abscess filled with maggots, pus profuse
As I feed off gunk, new nerve ends take root
Raw language in my words, not gross abuse 
Yes! I am disgust, old wounds fear my fruit 


To late for contest...

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Poetry Soup's it.
Virtual, cool spot,
Of poets from all;
Corners of the globe.
Just sharing verses.

Our ink differs,
But that's okay.
We learn from that,
And start to grow.

Some days the
pot festers;
with much gunk.

With time,
Turns back;

Good.





Alexis Y.
02/26/2022...

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Before you hire that cleaner,
Check their pockets for 3 things that will get your house cleaner.

A wooden toothpick will get rid of the gunk that stops your taps being cleaner,
A wooden oven skewer has a longer reach to make an oven cleaner,
A tooth brush to work its magic to get clean even cleaner....

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A mysterious corner of the home
    where human critters never roam
  perhaps behind a major appliance
    wherever forms an 'I-won't-go-there-alliance'

  Fall and Winter, sticky gunk sneaks in there
    posing a challenge, daring a dare
  Dark crevices emit strange odors and squeaks
    ~ I'll wait 'til Spring to take a peek...

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G-reat place in turbulent times
E-difies your true faith; 
N-o hurricane can crush the path toward heaven's gate.

S-trong fortress in turbulent times
A-ims to bring comfort; 
L-et your hope stay alive, 
C-ome into the Lord's support.
E-arly ninth of September, 
D-efeat the gunk and grimes; 
O-bliterate the wicked ways, be firm in turbulent times....

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The past like bubblegum
Stuck to your shoe
Slowing you down
When it clings like glue

Your soul spreading gunk
With every stride
That awful mess
You try so hard to hide

Take the time have a seat
Take your shoes off
Take a look at your soul
And scrape the crap off

Roll it and poke it
And check it with zeal
Then finally flick it
And see how you feel...

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What if you were the only one that believed in something;
And the world as mad gunk has you sliding into unintended traverses.
You find love before it has begun!
This solarized released, this rippling and broadening gulf...
The wings of cautious believers rise only slowly...
Tomorrow is another day,
Yes, though you have discovered
Tomorrow as today,
In the rich infinitum 
Of love's fresh boast....

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When we wake each morning
We're blessed with this stuff called “eye gunk”
Annoying as it is we are all blessed with it
Pretty sure animals aren't afflicted
If they were they would scratch their eyeballs
With their claws and scream bloody murder
Can you imagine the excruciating pain
This would cause unbearable discomfort to say the least
The only way to avoid the pain altogether
Is to curl up in the prenatal position and die...

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I swim in sorrow, deep and wide,
Against a tide that won’t let me hide.
Each thought is bleak, each stroke is weak,
My breath is weak, I cannot speak.
If I stop to think, I start to sink.
My eyes glue shut if I blink.
I'm slunk in a glum, glug slug of gunk.
Stuck in the oooze of blues, I'm sunk.
My arms grow weary, my eyes are teary.
My fate is bleary, dreary, weary.
For grief is a sea, land-locked in self pity,
In which we wallow, until we swallow, nitty-gritty....

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