Turnabout Poems - Poems about Turnabout

Georgie Porgie was a little overweight, since he loved tasty desserts, Like puddings and baked pies; or green woods, full of robin concerts. Georgie was ten years of age, possessing an impish sense of humor; And played tricks on his classmates, involving frogs, it was rumored. This sometimes left girls in tears, while boys wanted to thrash him! But Georgie...

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Republicans are performing a 'political stunt.'* Well, they say, turnabout IS fair play! Meanwhile Mount Merapi** erupts Because it just doesn't care! *Karine Jean-Pierre, Whitehouse press briefing, January 22, 2023 **Mount Merapi, Indonesia's most active volcano, erupted Sunday, Fox News, January 22, 2024 ...

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Read Now Look to my wife. It’s sad, but it’s true: When finished, she asked, “Is that about you?” Read She danced with the moon and waited to see, And sure enough, she asked, “Is that about me?”...

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Turnabout I sat there mocking the Buddha contemplating ………his navel John G, Lawless 3/9/2021...

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Turnabout Woods blooms in the beetle plowed pulp. Living there in the tenancy of the sun golden butterflies make their home. At times they visit small cottage gardens to write romantic novels, pages that appear sporadically on the underside of toadstools. At midday they bathe like turtles on the rocks. In Spring, Bluebell herds bunch then on a hunch, breakaway following fictional trails. None are sure if...

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Divorced, and so wanting his kids- since custody ruling forbids togetherness much, an idea he'd clutch- get rescued from fatherhood skids. A Nanny, mom wanted for them; he thought of a plan, such a gem! He would play the role of Nanny control 'her' actions they could not condemn! He then put his feet to the fire- convinced, his ex-wife, to him hire! They had not a...

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Turnabout is fair play Resentments push Anger inspired Emotional wounds bleeding Emotional scars scabbing Hurt feelings avenged So we try and make Ourselves believe...

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I want you to want me .....you only want me when you get to decide I need you to need me ...

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The guy she hired to do me in, unbeknownst to her, was one of the blokes on Friday nights with whom I played poker. All this time she thought I lied and was having a sordid affair, because I didn’t tell her with whom I played or even let her know where. My secret was, they were all convicts from an earlier part of...

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