Short Trying On Poems

Hey! Why don’t you buy new clothes?
Because my weight has given me woes.
I am big and sad
trying on makes me mad
As another woman with weight gain knows...

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• Trying on a pair of pastel pink shoes
• To see if they go with my pastel pink suit
• I asked my girlfriend for her opinion 
• She thought what I thought, "those shoes look cute"...

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Know what's really hilarious youse guys
A dude trying on a shirt that's too small in size
Stop breathing for a bit
Tiny cries they emit
Till an extricater comes in and they also pop back...

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FRIED CHICKEN HAT

roped into trying on
this greasy plastic hat
not cool
its charm
it has none
thirty something bucks
a breast it’s not
a leg not up
boneless
i suppose
a chicken
i am
for exposing my feathers
to this flop

12/22/2017...

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Why do thing behind my back?
Then play like it’s all an act.
Spending money like it’s free.
Taking out loans you don’t need.
Over your head can’t you see.
Stop and look before you leap.
Manage your money wisely.


Just trying on some new styles as taught by spencerj. Also venting a little bit-have 
to keep it real..lol...

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My Wife


She elderly now, but wear colourful clothes,
I sat outside the store saw her trying on 
outrageous coats that didn’t fit for her age,
she bought one and a red, jaunty beret. 
She has a hip problem and limp slightly, but 
this little defect is not a hindrance for her.
She is every bit the woman I met forty years 
ago, impossible, unreasonable, yet I love her
more now than ever before; time shall not 
make her old....

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A special place that I remember well

from childhood days so long ago,

an upstairs space that drew me in by smell.
 
There often I would want to go

where pungent wafts of cedar pleased me so.


The walk-in closet in my mom's bedroom;

such happy times I spent in there,

in trying on her clothes among perfume

of cedar wood lined everywhere.
   
Sweet flashbacks, to this day- stirred by its air.

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The reason we must find ourselves
Is because somewhere along the way it was lost
Misplaced on childhood’s dusty shelves
Heedlessly forgotten, carelessly tossed

Countless discarded costumes and masks
Obscure our mind’s authentic hemisphere
Trying on different people is such a task
Never fitting, incessantly sheer

Soon we realize we never changed, we just grew
And we see that all along
We always knew
That our true essence was never too far gone...

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