Short Matter Of Course Poems
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I’m a Clydesdale no more,
or that’s what my scale said.
Now I’m not saying I’m
a thoroughbred instead,
but I’ll be right back there,
as a matter of course,
if I resume old ways,
when I ate like a horse.
Hidden Face Man of Des Moines was carrying his steed to Derby Town.
It’s the oddest sight, agreed a jokester, a monkey, a duck and a clown.
Onlookers wanted to take a peek, for it is not a matter of course
When you see a man in a turban carrying a brown upside down horse.
I no longer use my head, and have a lengthening face.
I barely belong to the human race.
I don't think it's normal or a matter of course,
that in the fullness of time, I should become a horse.
Yet, if it's come to this, on this strange day,
don't sit there. Saddle me up and feed me hay.
It’s only a matter of course
That a buyer is filled with remorse.
What looked good at first glance
May soon lose its romance
And become what you’d never endorse.
If it’s possible, get to the source,
Checking out if they’ll really enforce
“No returns.” As a rule,
Some exchanges are cool;
Well, except in the case of divorce!
Of course I do
You know it's true
I'm trying hard
To not tell you
Every time
In every rhyme
The effort's been
An uphill climb
I like to write
Most every night
Sometimes until
Dawns first light
My thoughts abloom
To edit, groom
Until they're ready
To consume
Small bouquets
Of poem sprays
Scented words
To start your days
I hope you find
A different kind
Of poem here
I love your mind
* This is a new word for the English dictionary. This word should
be added as a matter of course. I can't find it anywhere in the Dictionary!
Spacking (spa-ki-ng)
That is when you
Brush your teeth
And lay down
To take a nap
Be-fore you go to Church
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Which is derived from the root word
Spacking Fection (spa-ck-ing fic-tion)
Which mean's before you
Go to school......
GF
* Note: In the word's of Darling Pinky!
Dizzy from wet words the poet found rain
Went out to shower with thunderous rhyme
Bathed away cobwebs and sorrowful pain
Penny for thoughts and he offered a dime
A dizain washes away speechless grime
Droplets from heaven reach out for true love
Clouds gather mist with a pen from above
Hailed be the mellow spring's fountain ink's source
When earthworms dance with a spitting peace dove
They spill wisdom as a matter of course
05th April 2020