Short Three Strikes And You Are Out Poems

three strikes is out
four balls is a walk
are you ready to pitch?...

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You are a turkey without a doubt.
Three strikes in bowling doesn't mean you're out!
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Twelve beers
No fears

That's kweer
Can't steer

Bam Crash
Car smashed

In jail
No bail

Feels like
Three strikes

I'm out ~
No doubt...

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lifes a ball game
some do it for fame
you can gain
it can causes pain
some you lose
depends on what you choose
no doudt you can be wack
THREE Strike YOUR OUT...

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Touchdown, you win
Three strikes, you lose,
Life is just whatever game
You decide to choose.
Be it of the mind or of the heart,
You can never win,
If you play the game
Without knowing all the rules....

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Take me out to the kill people game
Turn me loose on the crowd
Give me some kidneys and backs to crack
I don't care who it is I attack
Let me bash, bash, bash as they scream loud
If they don't die it's a shame
Cuz it's one, two, three strikes you're dead
In the old kill people game....

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A nice quiet lunch
Nice older guy
Salt and peper hair
That's what caught my eye

He's very secure
Love's kids too
Likes to travel
As I plan to do

We talked for a while
He gave me a kiss 
Grabbed my butt
I swung, but missed

Trying again at dinner
That was strike one
Three strikes
I turn into a nun...

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It's not thanksgiving, but I get a turkey. 
That's what comes when there's three strikes for me. 
My average is up close to two hundred by now. 
I had to get a lot of strikes somehow. 
One day, I shall be the recipient of some fame. 
A score of three hundred means I have a perfect game.

Inspired by another member's poem.
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Knock all those ten pins down with one ball.
Something known as a “strike” will be the call.
Just in case you did not know, or had doubt,
three strikes in bowling does not mean you’re out.
A “turkey” is that accomplishment’s name.
Get twelve strikes up to the very last frame;
then you will have a perfect three hundred game.
That difficult feat will earn you some fame.
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Her mother had been suspicious,
He'd seemed a bit fictitious.

His anger soon did match his brawn,
His rage was quite devout,
Her hidden tears and bruises' spawn,
Gave up her life to doubt.

The morning came that she was gone,
She'd turned the ship about.
Three strikes upon three strikes upon
The fact that he was out.




December 9, 2016
For the contest 'Quote Prompt II' sponsored by Laura Loo...

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Okay God
I already made up my mind
I won’t listen to you any more
Three strikes You are out Lord
I won’t do it any more
You can say anything
And I won’t hear you
I don’t want to do it any more
I told You before
That that is going to happen
It’s not as if I didn’t warn You
So there
I will just do whatever I want
And You can’t say anything to me
I won’t hear a thing
So watch
See
Not from me
You shall see...

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Three strikes on the snooze button
Then unwilling, still dark within,
I step out to stretch my stiff back
and you tell me - time to wake up.

This day I might return to bed;
Other days I will trudge to work.
But the self is the task today:
Verse, rest, reflection, dreaming on

These shards that dwell within my mind,
The unbuilt felt magnificence,
Looming over the central square
Announcing their will to be built....

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