Short Liter Poems

not using liter
about my cat I am bitter
should be a quitter...

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I've just finished sweeping,
And now he liter the floor:
Cries the Holy Spirit,
For the filthiness of mankind.
     18:01:27:20:13...

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Trump Had Been Bitter

Always knew Trump had been bitter;
Not finished things and was a quitter;
With self delighted,
And short-sighted,
Sifting through trash and liked to liter.

Jim Horn...

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Drivers these days have an aggressive fever
It's a wonder there are not more accidents per meter
I obey all the rules
Except around schools
Think there are too many teenagers by the liter ...

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Trump Finally Went To Sleep

When Trump finally went to sleep,
Into coma that we wish was deep;
Liked  to liter,
And be bitter;
While he enjoyed being big creep.


Jim Horn


Approaching 6,000.
Wish me luck....

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when with much anguish
you will find what you do wish
in liter languish

head had hit the roof
up Trump always sure to goof
need burden of proof

Trump would play a game
why me would anyone blame
disturbed by a dame...

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anger is just 
a shaken
two liter of soda
after having an 
entire pack of 
mentos shoved 
into it;

it's just building 
up pressure until
the cap is twisted off
and the pressure releases

but the thing is 
is that it's all
circumstantial...

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It is starting to come back, 
like soda being opened for its first breath of air,
a resurgence of feelings almost like bubbles
rising to get up to the top and past.

My only hope is, it stays,
and forever has the ability to refresh itself,
giving me a 20 liter smile in a 2 liter bottle
The feeling will always last....

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(A Variation of: Your Departure Versus the Hindenburg by Kenneth Koch)

Every time you enter the room
I see it as an extension of 
      Pompeii
That great 76 A.D. volcano erupting
In molten lava like a 2-liter of soda exploding
     after it has been shaken.
When you enter a room, 
people run in fear to
     hide from your presence....

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I
A few days ago, I misplaced cooking oil
Not as in "spills." LORD, may we avoid oil-spills
Just the Liter ended up in a spare bedroom
Don't ask how! Mind seems good, as God Wills

II
I was so happy, encouraged, relieved,
Washed the bottle, sprinkled hands over plant
(In a pot). Felt it was wrong, so I believed:
So I kissed each frond with, "I love thee Friend"...

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The ache in my back
  puts me on track
for a double dose
  of rum and cognac

The pain in my feet
  I'd like to delete
Pour me a double martini
  stick of cherry zucchini

The throb in my head
  makes me feel half-dead
I know this sounds risky
  a liter, 90-proof whiskey

Thus fortified
  no need for bromides
We're flying to Prague
  make mine an eggnog...

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Oh Menards how I hate thee
Every time I go to your store and see
Nothing but anger ignites in my body
Something about the for sale port-a-potties 
Or maybe it’s you rclerks
How they always give me such a smirk
Possibly that you don’t sell Diet Pepsi by liter
Oh how my teeth teeter
Your store really angers me 
Oh so depressingly 
Change it up maybe sell some fun
I guarantee others feel this and I’m not the only one...

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Crosscheck with An Honest Magazine
Price of liter of kerosene:
What it costs to upload ten poems,
I hate: Thief!” leading to requiems,
Poet to freely leave Cybercafé,
And at home drink Calming Nescafe…

So, I’ve started using firewood,
Where piles of Good Ones stand have I stood:
On this day the Twenty-First-August 
No shame asking Ant to be My Guest…

But-Gosh!-Cruel Smoke for Unprepared Lungs
Please, pray, I don’t start speaking in tongues!...

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The guy was parked at his mailbox 
in a red hot rod of a Camero kind of a car
Joe began steering around him
The Camero almost hit us
HEY! I Yelled.
The Camero stopped.
Driver changed the direction and hot rodded down the road.
I did not think we would ever see him again.
We ended up at the Dollar store where Camero was parked. 
Young guy at register buying a liter of Coke could not look at me.
This is kind of like living in a small town, I thought....

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Tonight I am going on a bender
thinking of all the moments I bend her
its a whiskey moment with the bartender
I need it straight not a blender
or a chaser
my mind wants to chase her
I wish my mind had a eraser
so I could erase her
I knew she was a keeper
I lost her i could not keep her
I was a mistreater 
I mistreat her
I am not a cheater
I would never cheat her
screw the shot give me a liter
I would never mislead her
I just want to be her lover
because I love her. -TA...

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