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Short Polk Poems

Short Polk Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Polk by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Polk by length and keyword.


Love Is All I Need
Sugar coated
Polk-a-dotted
Love is all I need

From my head to my toes
All I need is some love

Wrapped in paper or
Different flavors
Love is all I need

Give it to me in a poem
Send if off to me at home

Find it under your bed
Get it through your head!
Love is all I need...

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Categories: polk, happiness, loveme,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Country Kitchen
Molly’s Country Kitchen

~Polk stalks sliced, rolled in flour fried
   Refried Pinto beans
   Fresh Polk leaves rolled in eggs fried
   Buttermilk, cornbread
   One large Green onion 
   Apple pie
   Yum!

   Written 4-30-2011
   For and in honor of: Gwendolen Rix
   And Contest: Fast Food Epulaeryu...

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Categories: polk, funny
Form: Epulaeryu
Cats and Dogs
“Children need poetry too!”


There once was a little cat
Which wore a polk-a-dot hat

And once there was a little dog
With a pair of striped overalls

They would run around and play
With each other every day

They would run so very fast
You couldn't tell at first glance

If striped paints were on the cat
Or the dog wore a polk-a-dot hat...

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Categories: polk, children,
Form: Couplet
Life As Seasons
I used to love walking down Polk;
Watching leaves fall to the street.
I feel I've reached the autumn of my life.
Even though my summer has just begun.
Crying for my lifeless winter.
Nostalgic early morning rains from my springtime.
I just wish there were more seasons for all of us to get together before it's all over.
Sorry, friends.
Sorry, everyone.
What a walk it's been....

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© Jared Kent  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: polk, april, august, autumn, depression, life, magic,
Form: I do not know?
Chiristmas Isn'T Always As Good As They Say
Christmas isn't always as good as they say
One year it was too warm to be white
I had a cold that lasted 3 days
and my sister and I got in a fight

At dinner my dad sneezed out his blue glass eye
He tried to catch it, but it was too late
It flew all the way across the table
and landed in my sisters plate

She squealed, jumped up and spilled her tea
and ruined my new lime green Polk-a-dot sweater
Christmas isn't always as good as they say
Sometimes it's even better!...

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© Pat Adams  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: polk, christmas, growing up, humor,
Form: Rhyme




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