Swatters Poems - Poems about Swatters

...Yellow and black we always fly. Forming a flower in the sky. Collecting nectar to make something runny; Our special, sweet honey. Always busy on the job. But challenges make us stic......

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...Most of the time I am thinking about my pets Pets others have dumped out Pets who should probably have therapy but don’t. One of them is a large pony dog we named Buddy. He was dumped two mont......

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...I refuse to babysit any more of your litters I told the McCats. They begged, and pleaded, and complimented me on my flats. Oh man. I am easy. A parrot who does not ever say “no”. How far away will......

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...summer's plentiful houseflies eat cat food, dog poop.... slurp coffee, cough, spit These past three summers have been awful for houseflies and blowflies coming insi......

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...Happy subtropical cyclone Never forget semi tropical Cyclones Sub tropical tornado wild Miles down Down, down, down pitch Darkness wall Weather swamps Squalls Sails or gale ......

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...Stock-still statues Bucolic totem-poles Munching fly-swatters Lazily grazing ... Invisible to driverless cars......

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...Oh fly my insect friend I love you above all things No one ever really understood why They took your wings off one at a time It is hard to get about without them Walking is difficult too When ......

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...Poet heads up: No real spiders were used in the making of this poem. All females sitting on a plane, with the male pilot at the helm, were sitting there having a drink and chatting on their way......

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...I am just finishing my morning meditation when I hear my doorbell ring. It actually sounds more like that buzzing sound you hear if you fry a fat fly on one of those electronic bug swatters. On my wa......

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...in a way i am lonely...stuck even to the wall like a fly surrounded by the swatters that intend to kill me... why did you let them hurt me? you had the knife you just watched as they beat me into a b......

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...OK Let’s get started, huh? Well, ladies and gentlemen, on this sad occasion, it is my painful duty to welcome You all to the farewell meeting convened in honour of our beloved Uncle Hector. We ......

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...(continued from PART ONE) Why I’ve seen him countless times, regurgitate old dog faeces onto fresh bread And listened to his quiet voice exhorting me to do the same. This fly was a born t......

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...media flies- on the trail of decay when the odors arise nothing i think- i so love to despise as media flies sweet meadow pies- a collection of candles a cry of "SURPRISE" and the higher t......

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...media flies on the trail of decay when the odors arise nothing I think- I so love to despise as media flies sweet meadow pies a collection of candles a cry of..SURPRISE!!! and the higher t......

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