Short Lars Poems

There was a loopy boxer named Lars
Who was continually seeing stars.
He saw them day and  night
In and out of a fight.
And declared he won a match on Mars....

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Lars heard Rose was back in London
He dared not hope she had returned for him
Discovering her in the walkway of his office
Hope began to blossom and flourish
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He was known by his nickname 'Shifty' Lars

   Who specialized in stealing brand-new cars

      He'd never get caught

         (Or, that's what he thought)

            He's now serving ten to life behind bars...

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There was an astronomer "Peeping Lars".
Who used his telescope for more than stars.
He stared at Mrs. Claire's
derriere and bare pair.
Got caught, now Lars star gazes behind bars.





1/3/19...

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J-oyful
O-ccasion's
H-appy
N-ote

L-ets
A-uthor
R-ightfully
S-cribe

Z-estful
W-ords
E-mploying
R-apturous
E-xpression's
N-ame
Z-one

Topic: Birthday of poet John Lars Zwerenz (January 05) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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There was once a man named Barnaby Lars

     Who had spent twenty-five years behind bars

          Now it ain't what you might think

               He could concoct a great drink

                    At Clancy's Saloon smoking fine cigars...

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There once was an old twuck dwiver named Lars,

   Who had twouble with pwonouncing his rrs.

      To cure the pwoblem he twied,

         But was fwustwated and cwied,

             "My twoubles I'll dwown in seedy bars!"

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired...

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We had heard of this anomaly who out-sang the stars.
The ones in the cosmos? Asked my slow cousin, Lars.
No, the movies stars, the ones you see sing on tee vee.
He’s a rooster though, how can he carry a melody?

We were not sure, but this was a rare, bold, proud bird.
He could sing the phone book, to the point of being absurd.
The rest of the neighborhood knew about his antics too.
He mastered the chicken dance, a tango, and an old soft shoe....

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IF YOU GIVE YOUR HEART AWAY

If you give your heart away
Then consecrate with certainty.
Make your union for eternity, 
For more than just a passing day.

For if her hair is of the skies, 
And her tresses are of the blissful sun, 
And her kisses unite you as truly one, 
Then bury your head into her sighs.

And if her eyes are of the sea, 
And resemble endlessly God's faithful love, 
Then go, ascend to her abode above, 
Where rapture reigns with ecstasy.

John Lars Zwerenz...

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