Yangs Poems - Poems about Yangs

We've got snow up to our ying yangs Where is one's ying yang you might ask It's just above our hoohaws and below our zinkledorfs Also our winklepuss sometimes becomes rigid And doesn't soften up again until late spring What are you thinking, you naughty people How far down is that mind of yours going? You should all be totally ashamed of...

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It's December 8th in Ontario, still no snow Maybe the gods will spare us, ya never know A blessing that would be Since sitting on Santa's knee Up to my ying yang was nothing nouveau...

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End of November and STILL no sxxx As we sing hallelujah, it's Canada you know Don't rock the boat But keep handy your coat Soon we'll be up to our ying yangs... quite apropos! © Jack Ellison 2015...

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Conscious extends out a hand "Are you alright?" it gently asks subconscious . A garbled mutter is heard, and conscious looks on concerned "I know we haven't seen eye to eye as of recent" he stammers forth, "but you know I'm always here. I just want to understand. We're a team" He reaches over and pats subconscious on the...

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We've got snow up to our ying yangs Where is one's ying yang you might ask It's just above our hoohaws and a bit below our zinkledorfs Also our winklepuss sometimes becomes rigid And doesn't soften up again until late spring What are you thinking, you naughty people How far down is that mind of yours going? You should all be totally...

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