Short Mobile Home Poems

Turtle walks slowly on ground
Shell is home and protection
A land and water dweller
Owns first mobile home


By:  Richard Lamoureux For Russell Sivy's contest: Natural Dodoitsu
First attempt at this style, hope I got it right...

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Born in a trailer
Not a mobile home
Not classy

Lived her life behind a junk yard fence
With fighting parents
Both of them angry addicts

Decides she will become rich and famous
No help and little education
Not much talent

She is a mother now
Three little kids
Hoping they will do better
At least finish highschool...

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I'm retired and live in a small, mobile home,
about 5600 miles from the outskirts of Rome,
about 7200 miles from the waters of the Ganges,
and about 5100 miles from Machu Picchu, in the peaks of the Andes.
It's a nice, cozy little home,
where every day, I try to write at least one new spanking poem -- oops!
one spanking new poem....

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 As I walked around this rusted mobile home park on a cold December night, with unpaved roads and the usual strays nowhere in sight.
 I stopped to look up at the beautiful moonlight.
It was a large full moon with a lonely star nearby.
Seemed strange that no other stars were out in this clear night sky.
That single one did however shine ever so bright.


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I know a crafty old reptilian
Who answers to the name of Jillian.

She has often been around the loop
Without simmering in turtle soup.

Whenever she feels the need to roam
She travels in her mobile home.

She lives now at the local zoo
And doesn't mind that she's on view.

Each Thursday she is the headlined feature.
After seeing this amazing creature

I don't think anyone would stoop
To order a bowl of turtle soup.




Took 9th place in Turtle Soup contest...

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