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Angeline Vine Poem
By Angeline Vine
The bus driver only picked her up
if other people were standing
near by
If she was alone
the driver would quickly
drive right by her
She thought she was no different
than anyone else
Although the bus driver
thought she was
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Angeline Vine Poem
2021 © by Angeline Vine
Every once in awhile
there's a stadium of people
up there
They
roll by like a movie ending
no written credits
only dates known to me
They quickly vanish
As I focus on stopping
my car
at the red light
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Angeline Vine Poem
By Angeline Vine
He went through the morning
ritual
Scooping spoons of coffee
One . .
Two . . .
Three . .
Four . .
and one to grow on!
Suddenly, his keister felt
a slap
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Angeline Vine Poem
By Angeline Vine
The lady only had one arm left
They found her at the edge of the marsh
both legs gone and her right arm missing
It was an amazing snack
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Angeline Vine Poem
By Angeline Vine
Every night he went
into Mrs. Foosebah's bathroom
and whizzed all over her seat
He confessed this
to a guy named Sal who
was sitting at the snack bar
at the bowling alley
so he felt as if
he had
some form of religion
due to his confession
When someone asked . . .
he said he was Catholic
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Angeline Vine Poem
By Angeline Vine
In the midst of someone's middle age
it was discovered that one a day
could help
Except it really depended on what
one accepted as 'middle age'
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Angeline Vine Poem
By Angeline Vine
The rats were lively
falling from ceiling tiles
running for an open door
some had no tails
and later their photos were
on the news
The patrons were eating
spaghetti and meatballs
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Angeline Vine Poem
By Angeline Vine ©
No one wants to hear
about some
woman's period
and the comfort
(or size)
of her pad
No one wants to hear
phaquers sing about
diarrhea and indigestion
Especially at dinner time
when
these commercials play
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