Wiffle Poems - Poems about Wiffle

...I sat above my wiffle waffle dog who had orange antlers today Watching a weird little duck like creature dancing my way. He jumped onto my wiffle waffle dog and began to balance and sway. I notice......

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...I am from spaghetti from tomato pie and pigs feet dipped in sause I am from mt Italian neighborhood (treeless city streets. I am from my grandfather's house who I never met I am from yell......

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...Tis all shilly-shally, dilly dally wiffle waffle, willy wobble quiver and dither teeter and twitch, which whatever, wherefore wobble hem and haw, ho and hum Tis all a dithery tizz......

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...Childhood memories, fields of spring, watching bumble bees at their work. Had a wiffle bat as did two younger brothers, now I feel like a jerk. Did a deal of bashing, the occasional batting, my j......

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...The Park Contest Sponsor: Craig Cornish Somewhere between a toddler and a teen, I carried visions of my future days. It was just us, my sweetest friend Christine, at our neighborhood par......

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...Brown black centipedes crawl from within the white washed walls Their shadows, creeping and quick, are cast througout the halls Echoing thoughts bring a crashing sound to my ears, clattering Mu......

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...The Manxome little Minx Stood beneath illustrious Boa-bob tree She scratched her left butt cheek With grazed grass stained knees Stared pon the ghostly forms gibbering with fear That Nancy (her name......

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...Not Like We Did Sometimes I wonder about the good old days Growing up and parting ways Sometimes wish I could have stayed a kid They have good times now but not like we did Painting ghosts on store......

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...Sometimes I laugh Sometimes I cry Sometimes I dream Of Days gone by Life was hard, each day we learned We never wanted what we hadn’t earned A handshake at the bank was the only must Lives w......

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...It was a hot June./ Late afternoon./ I stormed into that saloon / like a 30 men platoon!/ The bartender says, "Gentlemen not in here." / I smiled and said, "Old man have no fear."/ ......

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...Sometimes an old song or an old movie can revive memories If only we were able to reach back Recapture the feelings, the simple joys, the dreams To reach back and touch the moments That first ice......

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...Sometimes I'll close my eyes And go back to yesterday's dreams Where love had no disguise A simpler life it seems Men working in the mines Mother's making quilts with yarns Red Man chewing to......

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