Tippy Poems - Poems about Tippy

I'm sneaking around on my Jordans Tippy Toe ~ expected of being in the shadows I am covered in myself nestling I have left myself Tippy Toe ~ you can't see me because I'm light and in the darkness I'm surrounded with luminescence ~ I'm feathered between tomorrow fleshly covered I'm in the corner I'm in the depth,...

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Tippy Canoe and Tyler too Gray rabbit is on top with attitude, spots overdue Red rhino steadies him as he leans Balancing a blue ball, which is filled with beans Rocket ship is kind of in the middle played by a panda who is never second fiddle they are all riding across the lake on a tan canoe decorated by the busy...

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I pirouette, a spinning-top poised repugnant, on precipitous, of vanity's stumbling tumble, to land humbled, defaced....

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Tippy Toed Toad loved the rain more than anyone I ever knew. The only thing he would love better than one shower would be two. His spots raised up and did a jig with happiness before it was through. He liked it on his head, he liked it on his tongue and his tippy toes too....

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Don’t get into anything you cannot reach, mama said, mama said. Tippy Toe Cat was delighted; she summersaulted landing on her head. Mama said, “I mean it! I don’t want to come home to find you dead!” Tippy Toe Cat was astounded, but knew she was going for that bread. Bread had been sliced and was put into a...

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My friend Ezekiel's a Southern polygamist hippie When he hits the bottle Zeke gets a tad tippy Can't recall all his wives' names Each one reminds him of 'Mary Jane' So, here's how Zeke counts 'em Mighty proud, loud and plain ~ One Missus Hippie ...

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Tippy Toes - Nursery Rhyme There's a cute little fairy named Tippy-Toes That's because she dances wherever she goes A ballerina she'll be, it's seen clearly How I wish Tippy-Toes was the real me. I would love to have wings same as Tippy does A glittery wand that sprinkles fairy dust To wear her pink, shiny, satin ballet shoes And...

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TIPPY TAPPY FOOTBALL Tippy tappy football, I hear the pundits say That's not proper football, that's not how you play Tippy tappy football, now what's that all about? Why can't they play like our lads and take the player out Tippy tappy football, it's a generation thing Six players through the middle and no one on the wing Now tippy tappy football...

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Like a small statue Maggie sits on her rug Staring at the squirrel Her squirrel friend Tippy His tail is white at the tip She is intense watching It won't be long before She stretches at the door Excited to chase Tippy up the tree Then he will look down To laugh at her This is how Tippy's day Always ends every day Until tomorrow Tippy plays this game Teasing...

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Of warm tiny tears; twas a long night.... Baby swept away amid taunting gray as grim Photographic images their dreamscapes montrous Montage bold yet cold, this shivering plight: black pearls Coloured stones mortified his mosaic an albatros in timeless gales Insidious insomnia; insolent's ancient anthology spreading wide these wings Posed a verse her phantom's hearse Pompeii ? Whispering winds awaken the...

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I have a certain cat, Who's such a spoiled brat Tippy is his name, And eating is his game He whines early each day, As in my bed asleep I lay His loud purring in my ear, Is all that I can ever hear He's always wanting more, Of his dinner for me to pour, In to his silver food dish, So he can eat it...

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I have a new kitty, That I named Tippy He's a Maine Coone breed, And very special indeed Long dark colored hair, Covers him most everywhere A white tuft and tipped tail, Are a beautiful detail Yellow are his eyes Adding a pretty surprise He really loves to play, With balls and toys all day Someone abandoned him, Probably on just a whim While still only a baby, I'm glad...

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