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Gaseous Squeaks

I heard the echoes of each gassy squeak
Held my breath when I sniffed his stinky leak
He let out a few more
So I ran for the door
Before his toots made the entire room reek

Others came out, while pinching their noses
His flatulence poured out like fire hoses
Oh, what a horrid smell
Worse than rotten egg shell
And can't be

Categories: squeaks, humor,
Form: Limerick

Oil My Squeaks

Pretty girls turn my crank and oil my squeaks
Age has no bearing, I'm ready so to speak
Still ready to meander
My fingers will scamper
All over her landscape listening to her shriek

Categories: squeaks, age,
Form: Limerick

When

April 26, 2018 Thursday 9:10 am  A COMING APART OR A COMING TOGETHER


	WHEN WILL I HAVE YOU?	

	I ask
	oh, anything to get you to focus on us
	Think about 
	Talk about us
	but, the bait isn’t taken
	You must forget how much this love seeks 
	to validate
	to commeserate
	to be
	When will you be all mine? I whimpered, I wondered,

Categories: squeaks, love hurts,
Form: Prose Poetry

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Scratches and Squeaks

I love my house
Though it’s full of scratches and squeaks
To accept imperfection has always been difficult
For me,
Especially in myself
I’ve come to learn that when I truly love someone
Or something that I also love the flaws
Perhaps love is the only thing that is perfect

Categories: squeaks, how i feel, introspection,
Form: Free verse

Oil My Squeaks

Pretty girls still turn my crank and oil my squeaks
Age has no bearing, I'm ready for action so to speak
Still ready to meander
My fingers will scamper
All over her landscape listening to her shriek

Categories: squeaks, age,
Form: Limerick

Oil My Squeaks

Pretty girls still turn my crank and oil my squeaks
Age has no bearing, I'm ready for action so to speak
Still ready to meander
My fingers will scamper
All over her landscape listening to her shriek


© Jack Ellison 2016

Categories: squeaks, age, feelings,
Form: Limerick

Aggravated By Squeaks

My comfortable shoes are full of squeaks.
An unrelenting sound I can't possibly ignore,
Like an old wooden rocking chair that creaks
Or noisy wet sneakers on a tile floor.
It's quite loud and not only noticed by me, eek!
I've tried tip-toeing but it's causing footsore.
I'm aggravated beyond belief with these squeaks.

Categories: squeaks, angst,
Form: Grook

The Sweet Old Maid Squeaks

"Hi baby!"

endless phone calls,

to unsuspecting members of "the family"

the sweet OLD maid squeaks....

her lovely ancient SOUL, "hi honey" she squeaks.

Makes me WONDER, is this someday how I will SPEAK?

Categories: squeaks, allegory
Form: I do not know?