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Short Hoboken Poems

Short Hoboken Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Hoboken by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Hoboken by length and keyword.


The State of the Art of the State
Hoboken is broken and
nobody's jokin' so
just buy a token and
get out of town  !!!...

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© Marc Satz  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: hoboken, political,
Form: Political Verse



The State of the Art of the State
Hoboken is broken and
Nobody's joken' so 
Just buy a token and
get out of town ......

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© Marc Satz  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: hoboken, political, satire,
Form: Political Verse
Ole Blue Eyes
OLE  BLUE EYES

Many like Frank Sinatra
Even native Malays  in Sumatra
Whether his  words are sung or spoken
Everyone  knows  that voice from Hoboken...

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Categories: hoboken, people
Form: Clerihew
Premium Member Reminder
There are stories I've put behind me
Like the fellow that left me unkindly,
But if I need a token
Of that guy from Hoboken,
The string on my finger reminds me!...

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Categories: hoboken, break up, cute, heartbreak, irony, recovery from,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member New Jersey Gal
I met a young lady in Hoboken Actually, her good leg was broken She used her cane, Mileage to gain Went by bus with a Hoboken token.
written December 28, 2021...

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Categories: hoboken, humor,
Form: Limerick



Whose Dream?
Whose dream is it anyway,
the lady in Hoboken
with the green hat,
the fellow on the bus
with the unlit cigar,
the guard at the desk,
your boss in the next room,

mom, dad, whose dream?
Claim it like your own suit,
the one you wear with pride
or at least appreciation.
From time to time,
take your dream out
and show it to the world....

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Categories: hoboken, angst, inspirational, introspectiondream, dream,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Misunderstood, Homeless and Desperate
Gypsies garbed in colorful robes fortune tellers on the seaside boardwalk sneers they get from nonbelievers “Vagrants,” they call tramps hobos from Hoboken to Alcatraz quietly passing the bottle to all in the boxcar don’t confuse thieves with gypsies and tramps we can say, “No,” to gypsies and refuse handouts to tramps the desperate who steal find a new home in jail
*Entry for Lisa’s “Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves” contest...

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Categories: hoboken, people, social,
Form: Free verse

Book: Shattered Sighs