Short Handing Out Poems

handing out candy 
plastic wrapped could be a treat 
or hidden toy trick...

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Ladies and gents, will introduce myself
I'm Jacko the clown, a right happy old elf
Handing out goodies
Some happy time cookies
Helping you forget your lack of great wealth...

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Ladies and gents, allow me to introduce myself
I'm Jacko the clown, a right happy old elf
Handing out goodies
Happy time cookies
Helping you forget your woes and lack of wealth...

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Ladies and gents, allow me to introduce myself
I'm Jacko the clown, a right happy old elf
Handing out goodies
Happy time cookies
Helping you forget your woes and lack of wealth...

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Gathering around the Christmas tree

expectations light up faces

mom and dad sitting close by

love and laughter rising

names on presents seen

handing out gifts

what is it

for me

yes ......

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The shadow mourning for the moon 
In luminous sprays of faint waves 
Hands to the decks 
Sails out to the seas
loneliness forgives me 
Handing out his winds to tilt my ship
Loving caressing unfolding thee...

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Voices in me flaming head,

wont shut up, who is Fred?

pull yer head in bloody nong,

no i don't need a sarong,

go to bed. 


schitzo phrenia...was it mate,     {that Andrea Dietrich got me?)

volume blows the ear wax late,

get a grip below the ears,

choking now as blackness nears,

Charon handing out the beers,

unholy is me fate??? 

thanks Andrea...

Don Johnson 4-aug-11...

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The parade came to town

With plenty of clowns

The marching drums and playing flutes

Decorated floats and cars that hoot

By-standers staying warm

Watching the parade go down the street

While clowns are handing out treats

which all the kids think is neat

At the end of the parade

Comes a float that everyone wants to see

Can you imagine who that might be

It is Santa in his sleigh

Saying Christmas is on it's way....

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I am Polly the metermaid
who enjoys inflicting pain.
handing out tickets is my gain,
as I rush around in my golf cart,
trying to be quick as a speeding dart,
if the parked car is beyond its time,
I am in my glory and feel so fine,
sticking the ticket up front in view,
warning others as an important cue,
don't mess with Polly and City Hall,
remember to pay your fine or bawl,
crying in the city jail is not fun,
as I continue making my hit and run....

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The sign grabbed my attention;
It was bold as it could get.
The question that it asked was,
“Have you had your breakfast yet?”

Some volunteers were handing out
Free yogurts on the street.
I’m sure, to some, this would appear
To be a tempting treat.

But many people shook their heads,
Despite it being free;
Among those who refused the offer,
One of them was me.

I hadn’t had my breakfast yet
But there was no debating,
For I was headed home and knew
My bagel was there waiting....

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Remedies
 
If I ever discover the essence of happiness
I am going to bottle it
just like a Bach flower remedy
happiness in little brown bottles with yellow labels

Then I’ll stand on street corners
handing out free samples 
 
People would take it home
pouring it into an incense burner
and the fragrance of happiness
will fill their homes
they will be reminded of it forever
 
If I could do the same with sleep
it would be great

I could do with some sleep right now...

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I guess to claim you love unconditionally means you would never tweet that you only sat beside FAT 
american women while traveling?

Or asking women for pictures and making sure they do not require t shirts to make love?

WOW sounds unconditional both those types of comments doesn't it?

Or handing out diets to every woman who is overweight?

Very unconditional!!!

too much for me to handle all that unconditional love...

Not to mention, is this outside of Gods conditions?...

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