Tweet Poems - Poems about Tweet

I was sipping tea, so calm, so sweet, Charts were clean, no sign of heat. NY session, chill as can be, Then—BOOM!—the news comes straight for me: “Trump is back, and he's not done— More tariffs, more drama, more Twitter fun!” He taxed China, slapped their goods, Markets flipped—I lost my “shoulds.” Steel from Canada? Hit with a fee, Even Mexico got no trading...

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A Tweet from afar A tweet from afar Strikes a chord Echoing now Stirring the pot With the wails Fanning the flames A vacuum is come A dent is done Making yesterday’s pain An unwilling tale ...

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when we took a tour each one there was a juror were less and fewer had been hard to beat according to latest tweet they will have cold feet what you always knew targets were of high value destroy must do even when afraid budget was prepared and made we will need their aid valley monument where we went to and were sent way there need a hint you should...

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I greet you with my canary tweet Sweet midst liberty your meow can’t beat Let’s have duet now For sure, it’s a wow… Along melody of freedom treat. Midst table manners and etiquette’s best We do practice lofty standard with zest As giraffes of dining flair Wasting no food as we share Thanking provisions’ source; feeling so blest....

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The treasure of moment for some. A tweety bird suit on the one. The cat caught in gaff. She’s caged in my laugh. My sis in the pool lands on tum. ...

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POEMS ABOUT POETS IX Fleet Tweet: Apologies to Shakespeare by Michael R. Burch a tweet by any other name would be as fleet! @mikerburch Fleet Tweet II: Further Apologies to Shakespeare by Michael R. Burch Remember, doggonit, heroic verse crowns the Shakespearean sonnet! So if you intend to write a couplet, please do it on the doublet! @mikerburch Stage Fright by Michael R. Burch To be or not to be? In...

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For a couple of weeks the phone calls and cards expressed sympathies As suddenly as death itself they stopped For the next year or so things reminded me of her A favorite song on the radio Someone would cook a dish she liked Now I only remember her twice a year On her birthday I tweet she would’ve been 104 Happy Birthday in Heaven mother do they...

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What Would Jesus Tweet? By Mark D. Stucky What if Jesus joined social media sites? Would he ask people to Friend and Follow him? Would they then tweet, “Oh, how I Like Jesus”? Would some Unfollow him if he loved the marginalized (as he did in the Gospels)? Would he chastise churches for lacking love and wisdom (as he did in Revelation)? Would he ever post, “Dad, bless America”? Would...

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Summer bird house with a tweet tweet tweet Run by cardinals and chickadees, both too sweet Is a hotel for the harried, the hurried and the healthy. Every bird is welcome whether poor, indigent or wealthy....

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I was taking out my trash can When I thought I saw a worm But I realized it was a caterpillar When the thing began to squirm It crawled across the cobblestone And made its way onto the grass But when my puppy went to do his thing It wound up on its a... My...

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Peek-A-Bird, Peek-A-Bird, Peek-A-Bird Tweet! Jumping off the nuts, landing on its feet. Peeks through windows on the ledge Tucked safe away from the edge. Is he saying, "thank you for the treat"? He puffs out his chest against the breeze, His feathers a shield, so he does not freeze. The peanuts give him might. We watch him with delight! He sings, full and happy,...

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Skinny skeleton shares a tweet In the dead of night, oh, so sweet. We look as it leaves, next to his feet. It’s hollow, which is a real treat. So that’s a tweet! Says Mr. Greet. I think it’s sweet and cannot be beat. Skinny skeleton gives a kick with his cleat. And pulls a trick with a ghostly sheet....

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Quote: Some of the best speakers in the world are those who were listeners first.... The rain gently whispers to my window I am here as the trees chuchot to each other with terms of endearment The endless sky has an auditory hum as if to say you might be drenched today The dawn is singing...

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Early in the morning, birds flyig about in the sky sing happily to each other in speech bubbles...

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1-800-TWEET-TWEET-TWEET Whoa is me, don't have many friends Except those here on the Soup Maybe because I show only my best side You don't know the real scoop Nasty to children that push old people down Whenever I get the chance It's my right been living eighty-six years Still adorable after a lifelong dance Well what did you expect, some Casanova No way, been through...

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