Word Play Poems | Examples of Word Play Poetry

departing daylight mauve rose golden symphony Maestro conductor ...

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a sharp two-edge blade cuts too quick for pound of flesh- sly parry of wit leaves assailant floundering for razor sharp comeback slice...

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Cast your bread upon the water if you like it soaky As for mine it’s in the oven ‘cos I prefer...

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Isn't it funny how people see money pieces of metal so very small there's not a lot you can do with a penny or two money itself has really no uses at all it used to be beads and once it was shells at least you could wear them and buy or sell how many have a dim view of money pieces of...

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There aren't enough hours in the day to do all I need to do and for me to be there with you not enough days in the week to go where I want to be or for you to be here with me and tho' someone said, 'Crime don't pay,' in a moment you stole my heart away you're guilty don't want to lose you an...

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"As the greatest of all poets and musicians, tho' you may call me 'liar', Hermes may have invented it but I perfected the lyre and with my music and singing if only I could see the forest for the trees I would coax the woods to dance for me but, on the other hand from where I stand, it appears to be, looking at it from...

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With those who want to test the waters, and yet have no wish to get their feet wet, but wait to have their cake (and eat it too) handed to them on a plate, I will neither split hairs and pick nits nor reason or debate (or tear their thoughts to bits) so, if they're going to 'fly', (jump to a conclusion) either do it or don't, as Yoda said,...

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A funny-looking bunny dropped by the other day black white and brown fur a stray who'd lost his way and he let me hand-feed him with carrot tops and spinach leaves but that is where familiarity stops for neither petting nor patting would he permit this half-wild half-tame non-cottontail misfit and when with leaps and bounds he hopped while binking around the garden it got...

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I met you in a season, as I recall, it was cool; we dated through the warmth, not the hottest of the 4 -- Falls I can’t recall...cactus have no leaves; and summer-heat bakes away all thought -- Yet, deserts, though little water, have an abundance of romance: wet kisses between the barbs. I met you in a season, 2 stray...

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Listening to you oh what a to-do it looks like you've come unglued or going bananas your psyche's addled the mind muddled brain's fogged boggled or befuddled is something missing a marble or two perhaps a loose screw maybe more than a few and making a run or bolt for it will never do it's not too late to join the inmates for as well you know you will still be there wherever...

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While wending my way one sunny day in no particular direction on stopping for reflection I took a look at flowers by the rustic fence beside a gnarled old tree and was amused to see beautiful colours and textures which it seemed to me could only be a painting picturesque packed with pinks and reds yellows too while beyond there lay a field of green beneath...

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We're goin' out to Idaho where the potatoes grow honey we're leavin' quite soon but if you call it quits then I've had my chips and like the wolf I'll be a-howlin' at the moon I'm over this Sunshine State yeah I can hardly wait baby we're leaving at noon but if you say 'No way!' and you wanna stay like the...

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When life leaves you lemons deserved or not some sunny summer's day neither fret nor sweat if citrus is all you've got to show for your lot to keep the blues at bay be creative pull out all stops keep calm stay cool either squish or get off the pot think of a drink (old fruit) and you're made in the shade easy peasy lemon squeezy simply put... make...

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creepy crabby Cruella was a cracking crackpot criticizing creatures until they cringed on the spot cruel and crosswise, Cruella earned exactly what she got a crazy, crusty, crotchety old man who smoked yesterday’s pot...

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I've never been to Kathmandu it's highly unlikely I'm ever going to and I don't consider macaques the least bit holy while some there choose so to do tho' they may be Nepalese aristocracy no they won't make a monkey of me such couldn't leave me any colder as it's all in the mind's eye of the beholder and who decides what is...

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