Angst Silly Poems

Depression is a coat I wear constantly now
It used to hang in the closet now and then
I’d take it out to see if it fits...

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That poem I wrote
so long ago
has now gone missing
and I've hoped
so long now
that I will discover it.

Perhaps it went into a drawer
so long ago
and has...

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"...I don't know its name"

BUT! 

Someone once said we were slaves to Fashion   
I think they are right we feel sad depressed happy...

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tadpoles growing in a pond
anxious for the great beyond
decreased numbers, fairly grim
takes too long to grow a limb

hiding from the larger fish
trying not to be...

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I fear I lack a certain angst I ought,
prerequisite of any proper bard.
I’ve started losing sleep over the thought
why milkshakes bring the boys out to...

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Silly Masqued Cough It

Silly masqued cough it,
sassed out her topic,
eating her words and...

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COUGHING COFFEE BEANS NEXT TO BOOKS

DID you see that girl in the corner?   Next to the books and coffee beans?  Coughing i...

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So ya thought ya might
Like ta go to the mouse show
To feel the warmth of

The mouse confusion
That kill-the-mouse-cadet glow
Hey you! Yeah you mouse!

Up against the...

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He's staring at me
From the bricks of the wood stove
With beady black eyes

I read defiance
I move and he scurries off
I cannot catch him

Brown little bugger
Scratching...

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It's nearly time for PMQs
Said Boris, and I've blocked the bog
With one of my enormous poos
It's nearly time for PMQ's
It's hard to verbally abuse
The opposition...

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Heaven offers tickets to any citizen
           Adhering to good behaviour, as Richard
   ...

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I would speak of love
   if only, I knew how
  but so often, it did escape me
  and never did it...

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The attention span of a hummingbird
She plays the part of the buffoon
With stale trite corny jokes
And mindless ramblings of a simpleton
She plays the lunatic
Filling my...

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(what happens when mommy misses her special time of the month)

Daddy, why is the sky the color white?
It is the color of night my daughter...

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I look in the mirror and what do I see?
A spot, the size of Vesuvius, where my nose should be.
It came out of nowhere, how...

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