Short Pint Size Poems

I sit here
wondering
about it all.

The only problem
is, all is always
way too much.

Perhaps
I could find
a way, to 

pint-size it!...

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A mere mortal
I am to AI.
A demi tasse slurp,
a tiny thought bubble,
blowing in the wind,
pieced to pop with puny plunk,
just a pip spat out.
My brain drained to a pitiful 
paltry piddle, into
the insatiable sea 
of AI's knowledge bank....

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Trip to the movies to see ship submerged,
Teasing and torment has been Friday's fare.
First an argument o’er who's to go first,
and not-so-nice nephew pulls brother’s hair.

In revenge, the other bloodies an arm;
loud wailing ensues from crocodile eyes.
It’s time to go home now, they’ve lost their charm.
Six-year old twins – a shipwreck, pint-size....

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A wee lad, tresses from a day's play tousled
  Squinted up at a cavernous sky to find
Where the moon and stars were twinkling tonight
  Mapping out bears and lions in his pint-size mind

Time's passed, he now employs a telescope
  His stellar scientific maps delivering hope
Of discoveries to change the way grown men think
  ~ Yet to a wee lad's curiosity will they be linked...

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