Yippee Poems - Poems about Yippee

courtesy of management in general and particularly Jackie Geiger assistant property agent. One benefit living social at Highland Manor Apartments until decrepit and bent... constitutes qualifying for reimbursement direct deposited into checking as chump change event, hence one generic grateful gent feels self satisfied as Clark Kent. After broken wing and prayer granted courtesy The Flying Tigers at long last located valuable information issued December of each...

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Chalk up the above tummy knocker round motley fool whimsical caprice forever one generic (ewe among us) scapegoat bullied, lambasted, ostracized... simian still silently suffering life threatening wounds since no protective Jason, nor the Golden Fleece shielded me against Tormentors of Torghast even after becoming gratefully dead, struck by lightning bolts well greased they will still increase only difference when nonexistence prevails, versus while given lease as run(t) of...

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A tradition of the holidays no need to take a survey; John McClane firing Hans Gruber falling just reply with Yippee ki yay....

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An horseshoe should bring you good luck Although it is covered in muck The horse may go lame But you're not to blame Your mother-in-law-needs a buck...

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Yippee High Bow Repeat after me Hippee Y Bow I say He shakes his head, but is still patient Yippee Yippee High High Bow Bow I smile at him. He is four. “What does it mean?” “It means I love you, you are my sweetheart.” I will remember this forever. Yippee High Bow....

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A million dollars! Are you kidding me? I would have been happy with a million cents, A million fried shrimp, a million point on Allpoetry. But a million dollars! What? You are not kidding, right? First I dance around the room, then I get all my lists out. I have been thinking about this for years. I want my own fire truck - not...

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There was a black beetle named May Who lived with a frog in some hay Together they would roam Adventures far from home Singing yippe-Ki-yay all day ...

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Ben raised up a dern disappointment, Daddy, well, he wanted a boy. Wasn’t nothing under the bleeding red sun Ma could do but keep on a tryin’ Ya’siree, she was one branded filly and dern iffin that filly didn’t birth a maverick. Daddy, well he had him some hard times a com’n and he didn’t ev’n try to...

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