Ziggy Poems - Poems about Ziggy

Ziggy was a sexually curious alien A celestial rock star from sanguine Mars a Stardust being who journeyed to Earth A Moon Age Starman made a five-year voyage described in Bowie's playlist as having "a screwed down hairdo like a cat from Japan" Bowie took on the iconic persona of Ziggy who landed in an alley of cardboard boxes. Maybe it...

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On the first day of Christmas Ziggy gave to me a wet nose on my cheek On the second day of Christmas Ziggy gave to me Two paws for shaking and a wet nose on my cheek On the third day of Christmas Ziggy gave to me Three loud barks, two paws for shaking and a wet nose on my...

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The Ziggy Cats are in town tonight. Their music and beards are out of sight. We’ve got Tom on the drums, Pete on the slide. We’re dancing up a storm as if electrified. Our feet are moving in spite of our minds one said. Some of the insecure ones dance as if they are dead. But the oldies and goodies are...

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I know my cat, Ziggy, and my cat Ziggy, knows me See, I can’t keep him away from my Christmas tree So, this year, just wait for it, what I brought home A Christmas tree, for Ziggy, one of his very own I decked it out, while Ziggy watched from outside Ziggy got in, slid across the wooden floor, to...

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My Mumma is very sweet, well most of the time She takes me for walks in the early daytime There are days she decides to not take me out I am not sure why as I will noisily pant and pout Yippee! She is getting ready; I know we are going today I see her grab my collar, leash and...

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Ziggy, wild at heart His claws in everything including my fake furs Scat! He’ll dart Give him catnip Now my happy kitty just purrs A tip for cats that scratch up yurs Keeps Ziggy, wild at heart My happy kitty just purrs and Sleeps Pet Minichu Written 3/9/22...

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Dog My love First greyhound Retired rescue A fun, goofy boy Lovable and loyal Adjusting to his new home A high prey driven sight hound breed Our cats are his friends, squirrels are not He is loved and completes our family 4/22/19 (Not for contest, I wrote this because today is Ziggy's 3rd Birthday, he is a great dog and my first greyhound)...

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Oh Your whimsical Words and whiles and ways Are like Vaseline on a chapped baby's bum Or camomile on sunburn skin Conservative journeys traversing the vacuum On the dark side of the moon Only the true believers Are destined to see If Apollo goes to plan And the shuttle lands The future is in your hands Fire up the marching band And make...

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It's a space oddity for all that this came too for the man who sold the world should have sold it all to you Let's dance, for we are heroes we know there's life on Mars you our dear modern love now dance amongst the stars You were a rebel, rebel starman Our world gone through changes ashes to ashes, dust to dust Your body, your...

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I'm fluffy brown and very bright. I'm always there When you afraid at night. Just close your eyes And think of me One,two,now you see me. I'm here to help you When kids are mean I'm your superhero When times seem gleem I will shield and protect you When you feel all alone In me you can trust I will never leave you alone I'm in your heart that's...

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It is the 27th January, And I sit here all alone My memories keep me company Of times not too long gone Started again just last night When a show was going on They call that show the “Heartbeat” Filmed over on British lawn. The man whose name is David He lost his beautiful dog It died right there so near him With never a moan...

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He was the last, and now his gone His body lies beneath the ground No longer here for me to love No longer can I will him stay He was the last of a long long line Of pets I’ve had since the beginning of time He was the last, and I miss him No tail that wags, no welcoming din The black...

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I feel my emotions sinking low And the tears start to sting I’m lost, I’m found and then lost again There’s hope, there’s not, then hope again My dog, in pain, is he dying on me? My friend, my soul, my pain begins The sword – through my heart, right through me I’m standing, still, and life breathes in me My head, it...

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