Short Pick Out Poems

the 2.8 million votes but !,
"system" pick out a less bit !!!
machine picking on !...

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My favorite fruit is the peach
I pick one from the tree
and pick out more within reach
eating them with glee...

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My peeps from around the world
I could not pick out of a line up
Unless asked to read a line or two or three
...

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Write A Poem About

Why should you sit, stall and then pout;
Pick out subject and write poem about;
Words are flowing,
And number growing;
A success you will be without a doubt.

Jim Horn...

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Silliness doesn't run in my family, it gallops
If you wanna be slim like Bugs Bunny, eat raw carrots
Other stuff you can do
Sneezing? A calorie or two
So pick out that booger before you blow a gasket...

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Prettiest buck acted like he did not know he was fine.
We watched him hop over fences with does in a line.
They all want his attention, they flirt with him sublime.
The other bucks pick out his leftovers, saying “that one’s mine.”...

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As the crows fly
They come to pick out my eyes
Discerned is thy nebulous sight

I must clash with night

The wounded warrior's cry
Essence made to rally this fight
Strengthened is my revived might

The elegy of white,
Outcasts the night...

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But what is to become,
Of these songs we sing,
As our telephone voices,
Pick out there ring.

Tones in laughter,
Begin to spy,
The notes of chorus,
And rhythms of lies.

In pitch it scratches,
In inevitable decisions,
Searching for lyrics,
In a videos visions....

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We color together,
my mother and me
for no one else but
each other to see.

I work at the top,
and she works at the bottom,
I pick out the colors,
from Summer through Autumn,
and even through Winter,
for just us to see,
We color together,
my mother and me.

(copyright 10/30/15)...

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make 
effort
overcome 
life’s challenges
bend a little, pick out thorns from your way

Complaining is easy but not a solve
shirk the habit
stop the sulk
abhor
blame

God
does not
like rudeness
ungratefulness
He is known to help those who help themselves

Written on 07/11/2016...

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My moody quiet, withdrawn man,
So few words given to your family.
Does not see the soil around the toilet
But can pick out a gunstock nick at two
hundred yards away.
Cares not for life beyond a gun's eye view.
Yet we compliment each other
You are the peanut to my butter,
Peach in my cream,
Love...

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You're still mad at me,
But I'm not mad at you
I'm sleeping on the sofa,
What else am I to do?

I'll hurry to the flower shop,
Pick out a large bouquet
Dinner and wine by candlelight,
Will surely brighten your day

You're not mad at me,
Never was I mad at you
We're back in bed together,
It's love for me and you!...

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88 Keys

88 keys on a ring
is too many
  to carry
    to know
      to manage.
But bring me 88 keys
of ivory and black
and I’m in heaven.

I pick out five,
or maybe six
  to strike,
    and again
      then seven.
Oh, beauteous sounds of
harmonious notes that
rub together just for me.

August 17, 2016...

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Oh,
There's no greater feeling,
Than to be a mom again,
Four little paws, 
A wet little nose, 

Oh, 
Jelly beans for little toes, 
Floppy ears, 
Short little legs, 
Those big eyes that always beg, 

Oh,
The lottery you would think, 
We had won,
When I go to pick out,
My little Dachshund.

~VICKIE THAYER ~...

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Happy places are here and gone
And without so much temptation
Put away those pills and drinks
Pick out the smiling faces
You're always so depressing

Pour a glass of lemonade
Lap up the rays of light
All aboard the rainbow yacht
Call up the kids and wife
Entwine yourself in something real
Stop staring at the sun...

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Pick out a rose
One that is better than the others
And head through the storm
Squeeze the rose that you grasp
In a choking protection
Only prickled by its thorns
Red-handed guilt
Bloodied pain
Delicate rose shriveled
As it falls from your hand
Slips through your fingers
And head through the storm
Empty handed
Distrusted
Defeated...

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Was Not Intended

Was not intended
When my endeavored ended
Rules were amended
Into air blended
Casket cemented
She had consented
Car door was dented
My eyes had glinted
Answer was hinted
Not oriented
I had relented
Vessels were stinted
Ended up suspended
Room was well-vented.

You get to pick out last one you
want for last line. Jim Horn...

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Drifting in the sky
Passing clouds endlessly 
Watching the blurry visions
Things you can’t even pick out

Maybe a couple hours later 
Heading towards the ground
Soaring down like an eagle
Seeing land so closely to touch

Walking safely with your luggage 
Happy to be alive
Plan to go on and do what you planned
And be able to get on with your life...

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paper            typewriters        books and dictionaries
pens             pencils                desk
coffee cups



come on down
we're the coolest sale in town

we've got books
and nooks

pick out a pen
spend less then ten

i'm having a party
so don't be tarty

i've got type writers
and a desk to make things tightier

so come and spend
it's less i have to lend!...

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What are gifts.
Gifts are an expression of love.
Time to pick out something special for someone special.

Gifts of love cannot be wrapped.                                                                                  These gifts come from the heart/heaven.                                                                        These gifts are extra special.

Date Written: 6/18/2020...

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close up, everything is in scope
    those minerals facilitating 
       electrical charges
     what component could I remove
       should I...
  identify my point of error
so close up that it all becomes clear 
   take the tweezers to my mind
pick out the failings
  place them under a microscope
   tell me why I don't work as I should
analyse me Mr Scientist, I trust you implicitly...

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Today I practiced
tai-chi in front of a mirror
with a dozen beginners my age.
I didn't apologize
as I thought I might.
Strange
to pick out the
reflexively familiar.
Icon I,
seen from the outside.
Some of us
would have commanded
with angry eyes
if rumples were smoothed
but now we listen.
They lined up like this
in many old photographs of
unsymmetric faces
unceremonious bodies,
dignities clinginging to fact....

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i opened the car door 
and a dandelion found its way in 
it was. . . it was grand. . . like it can. . . be. . .
before it allows itself to grow old 
and lets me blow. . . it away 
but isn't that the way 
all souls 
come together 
don't they grow 
in soil and toil 
while they wait for rain 
don't they bring down the sun 
to raise themselves for one 
more chance 
to pick out someone 
that might pick them...

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I Never...

I never do the dishes
I never clean my room
 I never take the trash outside
I never push a broom
I never take forever to pick out what to wear
I never take an aspirin
I never have to share
I never say I'm lazy or wear too many hats
I never care what people say
because I am a cat.




Contest:  Any Funny Poem
Sponsored by:  Destroyer Poet
7/13/11

No.1 win in Destroyer Poet's "Funny Poem" Contest
7/14/2011...

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I buy her the prettiest things he congratulates himself.
Why does she never wear any of them?
He tries so hard, she thinks. But I hate grays and tans.
Why does he never buy himself anything with color?

Why does he never wear the clothes I pick out? She wonders.
Where is that red shirt with the flamingos and macaws?
They keep these disappointed thoughts to themselves.
Neither one wanting to hurt the other one’s feelings....

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