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Put it in a poem, she said I chose a limerick instead A bully you say.
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Put it in a poem, she said I chose a limerick instead A bully you say.
Inspiration where did you go. Nothing would please me more then for words to flow, Silence does not suit my keyboard. Please come back, please o' lord.
@eddie12309. Improvisation challenge. Young Eddie had a notion. To write pieces of ova-emotion. But eggs really smell. Do best not to dwell. In case it caused a commotion. All this piece really needs.
In lieu of @eddie12309 's Improvisation Challenge... There once was a little egg Who sprouted two ickle legs But he fell on his ass Rolling in the grass He felt just like Peg-Leg-Meg.
#OpussNight A sky with a thousand gleaming stars, Small yet large - as one, With the blink of an eye, the sun is up, And all the stars are gone.
I am unseen in your distracted eyes, Whereas in mine, resentment lies. You're nativity echos in my head, While I sit and watch you fawn over her instead. I am still here.
Caged. Trapped behind a window I stare at the sky. Wishing I was like a bird just stretch my wings and fly. Up above the chimney pots and old telegraph wire.
(a sequel to @Fly10 , Returned Goods) I am afraid we are closed for returns for the day. This item can not be restocked, anyway.
Since its fathers day, There's something I would like to say, Dad you are the best. Obviously it's no contest. Thanks for trying to cheer me up when I'm sad.
Little strawberry, Though you hide away, I know you're there, Waiting for the perfect day. A day to shine, A day to be proud, A day to ripen, A day to be loud.
There is a dear little Irish lass, Always loosing the cloth covering her ass.
A rare, crimson beast, Feathered, not fleeced, Like fire but hotter, Floating on still water, A bird of power, awe, Unafraid of law or claw, A mix of two elements, A pure, tranquil elegance, Fire...
On this bright and sunny day,. There are a few things I have to say,. One is Have a merry old time,. Weaving words into amazing rhymes,. Two is Live each day as your last,.
Mister Backspace button And Misters M and N Everyday it happens that I accidentally send again What's the point of being Next to the button Send When your so small, hard to hit.
Hmm... Dust, I bet you have a most interesting story to tell. About the place where you came from and about where you fell. A strange poem I'm writing about i'm sure you'll see. A poem about dust?...
I really wish that I could cheat, But don't worry, I don't mean copy. That would be lies and deceit, But I really am getting sloppy.
Rainshine come to me, Your presence I decree. I don't care about the water, but the sun I need to see. Rainshine come to me, I need the presence of you.
There was a vampire called Ned Who wasn't always dead He came alive At half past five To paint his coffin red And then later at night Ned leaves behind the light He stalks the land Paint brush in...
Dedicated in support and praise of @stablish and others The edge of night is at my door - Indigo and stars first-fledged Rich and deep, like dancing sleep...
This poem is dedicated to @naaviie. This poem is NOT titled for @naaviie.
Inspired by the lovely @HeatherAnne 's poem titled "Opuss." Mwah x. If you are lacking in any kind of way. Surround yourself with positive friends. Who will support you on your "off days".
I don't want to say you're fat, I don't want to risk it, I'll just tell you, By saying put down the biscuit, I don't want to say you're bald, That just would not be fair, I'll just say that you're a...
My attempt at an acrostic poem. P lease listen to what I have to say I found a strange thing one day. N othing can compete with this.
This isn't Twitter. Keep your litter. This isn't Facebook. I don't give a fook. This isn't Bebo. That's for the ho. This isn't MySpace. Get off my case. So don't treat it like such.