Wobble Poems - Poems about Wobble

She used to be fast and bouncy, but after two strokes her head began to tilt over her rolling neck and podgy body. Yet, through bleary eyes, she saw off starlings and cats, toppling into them with her comic John Wayne walk. When called She would stagger sideways wet nose tracking the sound, then lurch forward, tongue lolling, a wide grin of recognition plastered over her fuzzy face, her brain. ...

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Questioning my existence, I feel myself responding to what’s in my head. Overthinking the next move? A quick way to lose. Not taking in what’s right here. Moments shatter in your hand never held again. Walking on a balance beam, wobble and remount. Sunrise calls me to visit and taste her coffee, each day with a smile. Beaming a warm reminder: Go enjoy...

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She used to be fast and bouncy, but after two strokes her head began to tilt on the rolling deck of her body. Through bleary eyes, she saw off starlings and cats, toppling into them with her comic John Wayne walk. When called She would wobble sideways tracking the sound, then lurch forward, tongue lolling; a wide grin of recognition plastered over her fuzzy face and brain. ...

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The cry of the turkey's gobble left me in a cranky nobble so I could fall sleep no sound should he peep stupefied, my head did wobble armed with a hatchet in my hand hoping a final blow to land he ran, zigged and zagged he dodged, jigged and jagged I could not land the chop I planned when at last my greatest...

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Time to dance for God, Song in African rhythm With men and women. Best choir dancers who can wobble demons by their Mavaillous dance moves. June 24 /2023...

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Cheers to the Penguin our tuxedo-feathered friend. They're sorta shaped like bottles from end to end. Though he can't act, or model On swimming most depend. And they wobble at full throttle Cheers to our little friends....

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Circadian Wobble Circadian tripped through a trap door Into amended reality of light and time Where confusion missteps through the waltz of the hours, And intervals of minutes Glare at each other suddenly plucked out of place Leaping into a space reserved for colleagues, Renamed without their permission, Here circadian wobbles in an new identity assumed Where dawn rises in darkness - Dusk becomes twilight...

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Faltered faith pedals roughly on roads without a map Towards year's end, staggered by reality Trust I tore from you lays shredded in spokes' overlap Hurtful words snapped...

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I'm a weeble wobble Fingers in my pocket looking for change I sit down in a chair and my buttocks looks for the ceiling I'm a weeble wobble Ah! But my anatomy is so rare, what? You can see the ceiling with your, what? I'm a weeble wobble, Ha!ha! I'm a weeble and I walk on my butt Yeah! And when...

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It was judgment hour at the village show: I was volunteered as they thought I'd know how to discern between eight small bottles of rhubarb and ginger vodka tipples. Tasting just a sip from each of the eight, I puzzled over a method to rate just which was the best, then second and third. I knew which was first but my memory...

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She used to be fast and bouncy, but after two strokes her head began to tilt on the rolling deck of her body. Through bleary eyes, she saw off starlings and cats, toppling into them with her John Wayne walk. When called She would wobble sideways tracking the sound, then lurch forward, tongue lolling; a wide grin of recognition plastered over her fuzzy brain....

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WEEBLES WOBBLE BUT THEY DON'T FALL DOWN wicked wobbly weebles both wondrously Junior Super Stretchy shame Hippity Hop astonishly Crazy forts glow in the dark Limbo Hop Weebles wobble but they don't fall down The Cat in the Hat I Can Do That Junior Super Stretchy I do blame Sunny Patch Bella Butterfly Hopscotch Jungle Jive Jungle Jive, Oh...

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Weebles wobble but they do fall down. Once without windup whimsy weebles wobble writhing in wistful wiggly wattles, they bubble, bobble, boggle, bottle and boondoggle coddles and dawdles; a colossal ensemble debacle joggles and toggles the toddler's throttle waiting on wafting waffles the twaddle and goggling the toppled pottles. Just google that old fossil's nozzle schnozzled squabble. Tongue...

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Wibble wibble wobble is a typhoon of trouble in a whirling mist of beautifully arranged but mediocre sand castles. Sand castles are great to live in. They carry the might of the ocean. The deep depth of tidal spore. And the secret passageways of the sea whisperers. But sinking to a island that was once...

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Wobble When love is lost and tossed aside, there faith and hope will all have died. For the loss you feel when you're alone, there are no words that can atone. And a heart that's lost within the night, has no hope of shining light. For the truth you see is simply a lie, and the word you heard was just Goodbye. Too late...

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