Short Rid Poems
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ITS FINGE LICKING
you be sticking
and picking
come help us
eat this stuff
be there as we get atarted
our
BACKYARD SPARE RID PARTY
Church Be Rid Of
They died and went to heaven above;
Where each one can enjoy God's love;
Was such a scare;
Bullets everywhere;
Church decided to destroy and are rid of.
God Get Rid of Trump
Made Trump president and it did madden;
Then seemed so silent and would sadden;
Perturb,
And disturb;
Should get rid of Trump and us gladden.
Jim Horn
Open those drawers
Do you need any of this stuff?
Things I have not seen in five years
Throw throw throw
Toss toss toss
Drag drag drag
Someone else might like this stuff
What you have hidden for years
'Tis said Saint Patrick rid Erin of snakes
If such is true what a great tale it makes
Skeptics claim it ain't true
Others haven't a clue
Could be a scam like the Irish Sweepstakes
Brawling backrooms
swirling in smoke
Bloody negotiations
served up smart folks
Like Ike, JFK and
Harry S. Truman
No Hillaries or Bidens
~ or other clueless humans
sometimes when
someone walks away
rather than grieve
be relieved
it is one burden
less to carry
but in your heart
he/she is still a friend
it is merely a separation
resulting from human difference
the garden is rid of weeds
in order to grow things
Here I lie in Ramona,
sick with the virus Corona.
I feel like hell
and cannot smell,
but glad I don't have pneumonia.
In five days' time, I finally felt fine:
Free from the virus Corona.
Then again it hit,
now I'm sick as Schmidt,
as I lie in bed in Ramona.
To Get Rid of Something
I was listening to the bug exterminator
Commercial. This Horn Haiku came to
mind.
Can exterminate;
Completely eradicate,
And eliminate.
When you want to get rid of something,
this is what you have to end up doing.
After all of this has happened, the problem
is no longer there.
Jim Horn
In our midst is a vulture
With her piercing eyes
Looking at us
The immediate prey
On this side of the cape;
A vulture comes
Enforcing her commotions on men
At dawn a new day is born
With limbs of new commotions;
A vulture is pampered as a pet-bird
By many whose hearts have odour within
Yet many mourn their human song
“Get rid of a vulture from men
On this side of the cape.”
Daisy chain
Dandelion fun.
Smell stems.
But gorgeous flowers.
Weeds?
No way!
The prettiest offerings
In the yard.
I throw out my hands.
Crazy that anyone
Would want to
Get rid of them!
What?
Are you nuts?
What will you try to get rid of next?
Imagination?
Faeries?
Pixie dust?
Rainbows?
Unicorns?
No way I say.
These are not weeds.
They are God’s sunniest flowers!
lizard the balloon animal showed up on a Monday
Refused to go to church the very next Sunday
Had his own way, and stared at me with buggy eyes
I was a bit afraid of him, he drew bees, wasps and flies
who created you? I asked, but he made not a peep
I figured it was my imagination, when I was deep in sleep
how do I get rid of him? I asked my neighbor Mrs. Hop
Just take a pin, she told me. “you will hear a little pop.”
You cant get rid of your shadow
Its always there on the wall
The movement of sunlight makes it flow
It dances whenever you call
It rises forever in the daybreak
Gripping every corners edge
Sets in the sundown of its wake
Finding us in every slope and ledge
We always look behind us
To catch a glimpse of its cover
But when we cant see there is no fuss
For in our hearts we know it will always hover
I was cautioned, he is a master chessman, so if we go ….
We have to not even whisper, and we have to tiptoe
I was expecting an owl, for I had heard he was a fowl.
I was shocked to see it was a parakeet and uttered a vowel.
The parakeet said get rid of the interloper and I was led away
So I did not see the match between him and Alice that day.
I never went back, for they had put me in jail.
And I decided to stay, for it was a place to get mail.
A bumpy toad jumped on my nose and refused to get off.
I tried to gross him out, much phlegm I garnered in a cough.
He was determined and held on tightly with his webbed toes.
I was irritated because after all, it is my own private nose.
Come help me! I yelled to a bat in the belfry below.
He came up and bit the toad on his middle little toe.
The toad bit him back, actually sliced off his head with his teeth.
I was really grossed out when I saw what was underneath.