Short Zonked Poems
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Categories:
zonked, 12th grade, 7th grade, 9th grade, america,
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ABC
Another Beiderbecke
Compact disc
Exacting feverous,
Gratifying harmonious
Idyllic Jazz.
Kings, Lords, make noble
Obeisance portraying
Qualifying
Ratifications.
Some, tendering
Unqualified verity, when
Exuberant youth
Zonked!
© Harry J Horsman 2010
Categories:
zonked, music, nostalgia,
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ABC
A big crude demoness
Entered fabulous Garnet Hotel Inn
Juggling kettles, looting money
Netting oodles, precocious quagmire,
Respite-- she thankfully undressed--
Voluptuous wench, *** yodeling, zonked.
Categories:
zonked, sexy,
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ABC
The revelers will party.
The champagne corks will pop,
While I’m at home and won’t partake –
No, not a single drop.
As friends and family gather
To welcome in the year,
I will not join them; rather I
Will watch TV from here.
I’m feeling sick on New Year’s Eve;
No merriment – instead,
I’ll dream about the countdown
While I’m zonked out in my bed.
Categories:
zonked, new year,
Form:
Rhyme
Dick was watching a drug addict
And dared to his next act predict;
Dick's bet: Addict would rich smiles beam
To show off teeth that like gold gleam.
But this the Zonked Guy did not do.
"Please, can't I meet lions in Zoo?
For so much I've heard of their strength
But can mine stretch to a full length!"
Just plain! there should be an edict:
Do not drug fighters contradict.
Categories:
zonked, absence, addiction, cry, gothic,
Form:
Rhyme
I started nappin’.
How’d it happen?
I was really zonked.
The sun was beatin’
Temps was heatin’
And I simply conked.
It stands to reason
In this season
Weather can be drainin’.
And when it’s muggy,
I feel sluggy;
It won’t help complainin’.
Still, supposin’
I was dozin’
That is just confusin’.
Daylight hours
Give us powers
Never meant for snoozin’.
Guess with agin’
We’re engagin’
In a losin’ battle.
Vigor shrinks
And forty winks
Ain’t nothin’ that should rattle.
Categories:
zonked, age, sleep,
Form:
Rhyme