Short Ping Pong Ball Poems

I’m amused
I have with me
a trophy
a red ripe tomato
a beautiful flower
a sharp thorn
a pendulum
a tick tock clock
a ping pong ball
a double-edged pin
my lost rib...

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when poems did disable
even though they were stable
closed each and would table

when we would call Paul
he slipped while in shower stall
poorly landed on ping pong ball

when we did gamble
would rock, roll and ramble
found home in a shamble...

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The long days of work 
Can make you go berserk 
Oftentimes I wonder
Am I going down under 
To make sense of it all 
I feel like a ping pong ball 
Being bounced here and there 
No escaping the big brown bear 
Where do I go? 
How do I grow?
What do I know?
Only pain, suffering and sorrow 
I run to you my love 
For a better tomorrow...

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I have a challenge, a challenge for you
Our class had to do it. See if you can too!
A two page essay, not easy at all
About the inside of a “ping pong ball”

Well where does one start
Its white, curved, smooth too
Then my mind drew a blank
That's all I could do

One line said my teacher, he rolled his eyes back and sighed
Get outa my classroom, go stand outside...

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Urban Warfare




Knock Knock, tick tocks the clock,
post traumatic syndrome head trauma shock.
Glock Glock, click pop weapon stock,
three dimensional residential sniper kill shot on lock.

Hippity Hop, bee bop the music stops,
scattered brats panic attack, raiding cops.
Ding Dong, ping pong ball bounce bops,
sad sadistic, unrealistic, urban firearm goes pop, pop, pop!...

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