Short Throw A Fit Poems
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Oh we ostriches, my fellow man.
They led us here and pointed saying this is sand.
Lest by chance a fool we hap to be.
The truth is plain for all to see.
Time to struggle and throw a fit.
Yuck phooey and out we spit.
Thats not sand its ________.
Form:
Some say I’m rather rustic
To carry round a musket
I Fire it at Blue ****
Police ask me for a permit
My paper work's legit
But they still say I’m unfit
I say that’s complete bulls**t
They throw me on the pavement
So I pretend to throw a fit
And twist a little bit
I escape and run for it
And make it with my musket
Unlike precipitation,
This stuff called Inspiration
Doesn't fall from the sky
My oh, my, no, it doesn't fall from the sky
It's hard to find, and nice to get
But if you don't have it, don't throw a fit
Just work your mind stretching it far
Think of all things from the ocean's, to stars
And then maybe, just maybe
You will find the key
And write a poem... just like me
Form:
who gets the credit for the lightbulb, Dad?
Dad scoffs, easiest question he has ever had
That is Edison son, Thomas was his first name
Ask me again, and I’ll tell you the same
What about the motion picture camera, who invented it?
Dad is bamboozled now, but determined to not throw a fit.
His wife? He guesses, making his wife smile in her cutest way.
Edison dad! yells the child, who runs out to play.
Dejected scarecrow sat on a prickly bale of hay.
Nothing went right he said on this horrible day.
A pumpkin nearby tried to cheer him up a bit.
But dejected scarecrow was determined to throw a fit.
Let’s look at the positives, a small voice said.
It was from the bowels of a grave of one long-dead.
The scarecrow got scared and run screaming away.
I hate to say it, but for the pumpkin it was now a better day.
My world's falling apart
But I can't stop it
If it doesn't get better,
I might throw a fit.
I've lost my heart,
And I'm losing my voice
But the funny thing is,
This was my choice.
I chose to be me
This evil person inside
And it's only getting worse
And I'm no longer mine.
I've changed so much
And I can't take it back
It's no use
This is the last.
I've lost my heart
And I'm losing my voice
But the funny thing is,
This was my choice.
I know these puppies
They are very pain in ass
It’s not very hard to have fun with them
They will follow you
They are all different sizes
These puppies are no other
Like other dogs
Yes they are puppies
Puppies are like children
They will cry and throw a fit
They are huge pain in the ass
They are still children
They are puppies
Some are ugly
Some are very uglier
There is only one I like
He is black
The rest is not bad
Just a bunch of puppies
Form:
The Lies you tell me and then tell yourself
the way you act as a victim in your own web of hell
and if I call out your horse- , you will blame and throw a fit
you cut me with your behavior and words and then don't expect me to bleed
you then after much confrontation say sorry as if it will add to your good deed
its time to make this right and I am done not standing up
So I am going to hold you accountable for these actions that has caused all this mess-up.
You have heard of it many times I am sure.
and probably of it abjure.
I have been driven, striven,
to obtain my little slice,
please take my advice.
I have achieved my little chunk,
without behaving like a punk,
you I can readily you assure.
You can seize it,
if you don't need to throw a fit,
of self-serving s**t.
What you really need,
is plant a little seed,
and work very hard indeed.
Don’t bother me today
I’m in no mood for you
Well, frankly I’m in no mood at all
I’ve got way too much to do
Don’t talk to me today
I’m sure I will throw a fit
Your laugh provokes me more
So full of gregarious spit
Don’t walk with me today
Your arm can’t brush against my own
I’ll walk on the other side of the hall
In my own comfort zone
I’m not mad at you today
But I’m mad at, really everything
Don’t talk, don’t laugh, don’t bother
And please don’t even try to sing