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Best Poems Written by Erik Savage

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Grannys Glass Eye

My grandmother lost her glass eye
She sneezed when she breathed in a fly
As her eyeball flew by
She exclaimed my oh my
My glass eye has learned how to fly

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Anniversary Woes

You are not welcome in bed.
Go sleep on the sofa instead.
The problem my dear
Is appallingly clear
You've forgotten the day that we wed.

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A Cup of Seuss

Good evening, hello sir and how do you do,
          Our special today here is dish number two.
          Spam I am on a plate with a side of burgoo.
          Would you like that? I'll bring it to you if you do.

That spam I am
That spam I am
I do not like that spam I am.

          Would you like green eggs and ham?

Green eggs and ham? How very droll,
A cliché dish not fit for a troll.
Bring food that's exciting, bring something that's bold,
A dish that will make my poor taste buds explode.
Your chef's the great black and white cat I am told.

          A man of discernment sir, that's what you are.
          And here is a dish that has come from afar.
          An exotic dish from the jungle of Nool,
          A dish that will make all your tasting buds drool.
          A fine bird nest stew made as big as a pool,
          Garnished on top with a Whovian jewel.

Bird nest stew sir, that won't do sir,
I ate that in Solla Sollew sir.
Oh Solla Sollew on the banks of Wah-hoo,
Now there is a town that can make a good stew.
Create a creation for me that's brand new!

          You want an original dish by our cat?
          Perhaps a fruit salad of yams and loquat
          with trufulla fruit and the juice of a yat
          Served hot in Bartholomew Cubbins first hat.
          What do you think? Do you think you'd like that?

I am a critic of food not of hats,
And I don't approve of the squeezing of yats.
If that is the best that your cat can create,
I tell you right now that he can't be called great.

          You say you're a critic, why that's something new,
          Who doesn't enjoy our fruit salad or stew,
          Who will not eat spam and disdains our burgoo,
          I think I'll consult with thing 1 and thing 2.

Please hurry dumbwaiter you're wasting my time.
I need to eat food that is sweet and sublime.
A meal of such goodness I'd call it a crime,
And bring to an end this ridiculous rhyme.

          Here sir, have an orange.

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Sorry State

Self-flagellated sinuses
Sandpaper swallowing
Sinuous snot surmounted sneezes
Strange sultry speech sounds sexy
Stupid sickness
Saturdays should be savored.

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Rainbow Colored Camouflage

"I hate it."
"But it's the latest fashion," she bubbled.
"In this outfit you will fit in."

Great.
Rainbow colored camouflage.
A bag of skittles in a sea of clown barf.

"Skittles,"
She giggles
"I like to eat the red ones, and then the blue."

I bet you do.
Not for me, thank you.

I will remain myself,
And fade into the light.

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Lucky Charms

I knew all me bad luck was gone
When I caught myself a leprechaun
Trap baited with beer
He abandoned all fear
I found him passed out on the lawn





Happy St. Patrick's Day.

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Koan -A Pleiades

Kings ask of wise men while
Kids can see simple truth
Kensho shows suddenly
Keeping students up late
Knocking loudly the door
Knowledge comes in silence
Kindness will answer all

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Spring Haiku

Asleep in your cell
Melodies of spring rain call
Arms reach to the sun

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Fresh Bread

a scent in autumn
in my grandmothers kitchen
i am a small child

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Fabulous Fun Footles

Cat King

Sleeps there
My chair

I wear
His hair

In dish
Wants fish

Rubs leg
Don't beg

Soft fur
Loud purr

Love that
Fat cat