Spud Poems - Poems about Spud

...Oh, Nothing! You sly, elusive spud, You’re the star of this poem (though technically dud). You haunt empty fridges, blank quizzes, and minds, The gap where my keys hide and my weekend plans ......

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...A tribute to Poetry Soup's Emilia James I don't like to be namin' names, but check out Emilia James. You'll find your poetic reward in the tale of an ant and his sword. She mixes words into ......

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...A SONG THAT WILL ONLY MAKE SENSE TO EAST COASTERS! (CANADA) A heritage that we all share, our blood is maritime. We thrill to see the Bluenose, her picture on a dime. Emot......

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...Finally, my blood began to coagulate. I counted up my fingers, and found I had eight; And so, I'm sorry to say, for me it's too late; But I'm still alive, and hope to spare you my fate. Let ......

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...My jubilant latent, nascent poetic tribute to black history month Which acknowledgement ought to be year round, similar to altruistic, humanistic, and philanthropic unconditional acceptance and ......

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...Mr Spud Head is wearing a frown Some eejit stole his wife’s best gown His wife who’s called Myrtle Looks like a gross turtle Spud’s concerned that the chips are down They’re going ......

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...There was a new potato that had just been harvest born On opening his eyes a rooster crowed its horn. He had grown rather quickly and grown rather strong But that's when his feelings started to fe......

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...This potato today I sat down to eat Was not the spud I expected to meet It seemed to be a tad bit dry A red one it seemed it each of its eye I couldn't quite tell how it was cooked With a rumbli......

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... We had Debbie Gibson, And Motley Crew. We had Jon Bon Jovi, and Scooby-Do. We had Axl Rose, And MTV. We had school house rock, And MR. T. We had Alf, And Pac-Ma......

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... Scraped, friendly freckled face falls to benchtop Starchy spud plays poker, blank slate envelope Lost costume spotted cape, super elixir escapade Layers on shiny raised scars, recovery escala......

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...My nascent poetic tribute to black history month more apropos and alternately titled: praise to thee people of variegated melanin color, whose immense understated improvements and enhancemen......

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...There's a passport I would like to revoke from one person who thinks it's a joke to repeatedly make fun of fellow writers. Like a pugilist, she calls us 'prizefighters.' What harm if we......

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...Chief garbage taster as fifth grade Halloween gag at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School interestingly enough landed me a grubhub grab bag. I rooted thru poetry anthology of mine, and came acro......

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...The whole world knows that Adding vinegar to chips and fish Turns the whole offering into An almost Earth shattering dish, But how many people know, How many people realise The amazing effect ......

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...Shall I compare you, O streams, with my very veins? Let me do it; let me see who loses who gains; My veins fill up my body; full of flesh-and-blood; Your presence fills each thud, spud, flood an......

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