Squirm Poems - Poems about Squirm

Squirm the Germ Vs.1 There’s a germ, his name is Squirm, he lives inside our head, and when we cough or sneeze or wheeze, he jumps right out instead! So….. (Point to your head, then use both hands wide open to show how the germs will jump out) Chorus Cover your cough! (make cough noise into the crook of...

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Sometimes words are magnets stuck to your heart in melody, prophesy, promise: true or false. Sometimes words are puff-balls on weedy-stalks: whispering things that blow away on a breath. Sometimes words make points that hurt: bitter rusty knives that jab and scar. Words behave like viruses – mutate, transform, disguise. Sometimes they mean the opposite of what they meant before. And sometimes these eels, these words...

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As I look over the poems I’ve written Seeing that several folks have read them, Suddenly, I find myself strangely smitten That anyone would read my simple poem. So grateful that many have commented Lovely phrases with complimentary terms, Let’s face it, it’s so nice to be complimented It always makes my innards squirm, To think my poems are being read the world...

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Rain-steps publish worms, wriggles scribe themselves. The thrown thud of a newspaper punctuates the wet and written. Sparrows scrawl and scrabble, foraging starlings attack the earth sounds squirm up, muddy scripts are picked at, edited a door slams, the ground rewrites itself....

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Keep telling myself, think silly It's sure not a struggle for this poet-y Born to giggle To squirm and wiggle Coz humour impresses the fillies...

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cutting-edge surgery...why so uneasy...

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Keep telling myself, always think silly It's sure not a struggle for this silly billy Born to giggle To squirm and wiggle Coz humor sure impresses all the fillies...

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Keep telling myself, always think silly It's sure not a struggle for this poet-y Born to giggle To squirm and wiggle Coz humor sure impresses all the fillies...

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Some Worm Who Would Wiggle Remember when there was a worm, Who would wiggle when it did squirm; On path appeared, As twilight neared; Afraid and onto branch he held firm. Jim Horn For Poetry Revisited's picture of a path....

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Keep telling myself, think silly It's sure not a struggle for this poet-y Born to giggle To squirm and wiggle Coz humor impresses the fillies...

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You writhe and squirm, twist and bend, Agonized for thirst of air. And I’m bound by chains onto the ground, Chained like a slave to a chair. Still you dance on the edge, the open sill, The sill open for a shattered erase. Dressed in beautiful, dressed to kill, An intoxicating purple tipped lace. Are you just an idea, a...

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Keep telling myself, think silly It's sure not a struggle for this poet-y Born to giggle To squirm and wiggle Coz humour impresses the fillies...

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Should Have Seen Him Squirm This they did confirm They finally killed the germ Should have seen him squirm. James Serious Mysterious Horn On the more serious side....

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Keep telling myself, think silly It's sure not a struggle for this poet-y Born to giggle To squirm and wiggle Coz humer impresses the fillies © Jack Ellison 2015...

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The Worm Doth Squirm by...

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