Short Squeezer Poems
Short Squeezer Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Squeezer by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Squeezer by length and keyword.
An Eighty-Toothed Crocodile
Sometimes wonder if it's all worthwhile
Then your encouraging words cause me to smile
Like a goofy old geezer
An old geezer squeezer
Grinning like an oversexed eighty-toothed crocodile...
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Categories:
squeezer, emotions,
Form:
Limerick
An Oversexed Crocodile
Sometimes wonder if it's all worthwhile
Then your encouraging words cause me to smile
Like a goofy old geezer
An old geezer squeezer
Grinning like an oversexed eighty-toothed crocodile...
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Categories:
squeezer, motivation,
Form:
Limerick
An Oversexed Crocodile
Sometimes wonder if it's all worthwhile
Then your encouraging words cause me to smile
Like a goofy old geezer
An old geezer squeezer
Grinning like an oversexed eighty-toothed crocodile...
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Categories:
squeezer, fun,
Form:
Limerick
An Oversexed Crocodile
Sometimes wonder if it's all worthwhile
Then your encouraging words cause me to smile
Like a goofy old geezer
An old geezer squeezer
Grinning like an oversexed eighty-toothed crocodile...
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Categories:
squeezer, happiness,
Form:
Limerick
An Oversexed Crocodile
Sometimes wonder if it's all worthwhile
Then your encouraging words cause me to smile
Like a goofy old geezer
An old geezer squeezer
Grinning like an oversexed eighty-toothed crocodile...
Read More
Categories:
squeezer, beautiful,
Form:
Limerick
An Over-Sexed Crocodile
Sometimes wonder if it's all worthwhile
Then your encouraging words cause me to smile
Like a goofy old geezer
An old geezer squeezer
Grinning like an oversexed eighty-toothed crocodile...
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Categories:
squeezer, fantasy,
Form:
Limerick
Unknown Factors In Tai Chi
When I did the
hug-a-tree today,
I could feel my
breathing in my fingers
as the air
in my body moved my blood.
That Norwegian professor,
when I was 25,
told me that would happen.
One body, he told me,
like a fluid-filled bag,
like a decorative icing
squeezer.
Several times today
I could feel time stop
and I could feel the
gap between my fingers
tremble....
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Categories:
squeezer, body, earth, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Downsizing
I have to let it go.
It's not a workingman's truck, too pretty
but it is still a sweet ride.
Pain at the pump,
not getting any richer just older.
I got to bite the bullet,
squeeze into a squeezer.
I see a small hatchback in my future.
My wife puts on that face,
you know the one
"gloom and doom." She mouths silently,
and of course, I can see
she don't mean it....
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Categories:
squeezer, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Waiting
Under the gaze of bald beliefs
a warped dialect
becomes a squeezer.
Helplessly I watch
the slashing of my wrists.
Darkness burns, without light
only intense heat.
The expected miracle digs in
around, in trenches of my knees.
I become a walking ghost.
An immaculate landscape
with not a single blade of grass.
Only a blazing sun, threatening
to make you thingless and godless,
a proximity to aloneness.
Satish Verma...
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Categories:
squeezer, art
Form:
I do not know?