Pinkpig3777 - Hello Poetry

Whipped Cream By, Tommy Weber Light and puffy Soft and fluffy It goes on strawberries Shortcake And pie You know you love it Do not lie Take a whiff I guarantee You’ll smell a fine dessert just for thee Cold and whipped Soft and creamy How do they make it so dreamy? Savory and sweet Gleaming and white What a tasty delight! With a hiss and a swish The can shoots whipped cream With a soft squeal I begin my meal Do not criticize You know you’d do it too When a delicious dessert Comes your way How could you sit back and say “Nay”?

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Dec 8, 2016

Dec 8, 2016 at 5:59 PM UTC

Whipped Cream

Whipped Cream By, Tommy Weber Light and puffy Soft and fluffy It goes on strawberries Shortcake And pie You know you love it Do not lie Take a whiff I guarantee You’ll smell a fine dessert just for thee Cold and whipped Soft and creamy How do they make it so dreamy? Savory and sweet Gleaming and white What a tasty delight! With a hiss and a swish The can shoots whipped cream With a soft squeal I begin my meal Do not criticize You know you’d do it too When a delicious dessert Comes your way How could you sit back and say “Nay”?

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Claire And Her Bear By, Tommy W. Her name is Claire She has a pet bear With clothes of soft silk She drinks a lot of milk Her skin is white And she’s afraid of light Do not fear Those rumors you hear She does not bite While standing in moonlight But if I were you I’d avoid her like the flu I went on a walk Around the block Suddenly I hid behind a tree When I heard a man plea Claire stood over her victim Then she kicked him I caught the glint in her eye She wanted him to die I stepped back in fear A branch snapped then she knew I was near I felt breathing down my neck I looked behind to check There stood her bear It dragged me to it’s lair (Short pause) Like I said Avoid her or be dead

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Dec 8, 2016

Dec 8, 2016 at 5:57 PM UTC

Claire and Her Bear

Claire And Her Bear By, Tommy W. Her name is Claire She has a pet bear With clothes of soft silk She drinks a lot of milk Her skin is white And she’s afraid of light Do not fear Those rumors you hear She does not bite While standing in moonlight But if I were you I’d avoid her like the flu I went on a walk Around the block Suddenly I hid behind a tree When I heard a man plea Claire stood over her victim Then she kicked him I caught the glint in her eye She wanted him to die I stepped back in fear A branch snapped then she knew I was near I felt breathing down my neck I looked behind to check There stood her bear It dragged me to it’s lair (Short pause) Like I said Avoid her or be dead

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The Boy and The Band By, Tommy W. There was a boy That loved his toy He sat on a bench And watched his dad work with a wrench His mom came out Lemonade in hand “Oh look! There’s a band!” With their heads held high And drums gleaming bright It was quite a sight They marched on the street Marching to the beat Hundreds of feet marched on But none of them touched the lawn The boy looked at the band Then at his hand He picked up two sticks And toy drum too The boy ran towards the band And marched along Banging his drum And singing a song Weird as it was, the band seemed delighted First it was one That joined the song Next thing you knew, the whole band was too! The mother laughed The father smiled wide As the boy marched on the side The band moved on The boy ran back With a grin on his face As if he’d just won a race In one fell swoop They had a group hug Then went back inside --- “Now that is the story” “Of the boy and the band” An old man explained, as he held their hands His grandchildren looked at him With curiosity and big eyes And that was the last thing he saw Before he closed his eyes..' ..And gave a final sigh

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Dec 8, 2016

Dec 8, 2016 at 5:45 PM UTC

The Boy and The Band

The Boy and The Band By, Tommy W. There was a boy That loved his toy He sat on a bench And watched his dad work with a wrench His mom came out Lemonade in hand “Oh look! There’s a band!” With their heads held high And drums gleaming bright It was quite a sight They marched on the street Marching to the beat Hundreds of feet marched on But none of them touched the lawn The boy looked at the band Then at his hand He picked up two sticks And toy drum too The boy ran towards the band And marched along Banging his drum And singing a song Weird as it was, the band seemed delighted First it was one That joined the song Next thing you knew, the whole band was too! The mother laughed The father smiled wide As the boy marched on the side The band moved on The boy ran back With a grin on his face As if he’d just won a race In one fell swoop They had a group hug Then went back inside --- “Now that is the story” “Of the boy and the band” An old man explained, as he held their hands His grandchildren looked at him With curiosity and big eyes And that was the last thing he saw Before he closed his eyes..' ..And gave a final sigh

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Blood Red ******** By, Tommy W. Man is there In the night Sitting and waiting to fight No good thoughts Or good times Just making a plan for the next big crime Dark and evil Not very nice They act as if you’re head lice You have been found You hear a bullet **** by Prepare to die For your friends and for your family Now they have come for you Just because you’re a Jew The world is unfair These men are full of disdain You’ve seen them beat children with a cane So many taken Full of hatred and sorrow You know there will be no tomorrow The men are closing in You close your eyes And think about their network of spies Why haven’t they been stopped? Is the world that uncaring? I see their eyes staring Their ignorance is killing us As they watch their television Full of indecision By the time help arrived It was too late All of us Jews had met our fate Countries watched from afar With fear of standing out Consumed with self doubt Once they realized what they had done They could wait no more The allied powers went to war Millions killed The second world war Blood and gore The world remembers The pain and death Of how many will not take another breath Yet history repeats itself More wars are fought Bodies in the fields rot Are we naturally good? (Short pause) I guess not.

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Nov 2, 2016

Nov 2, 2016 at 8:53 PM UTC

Blood Red ********

Blood Red ******** By, Tommy W. Man is there In the night Sitting and waiting to fight No good thoughts Or good times Just making a plan for the next big crime Dark and evil Not very nice They act as if you’re head lice You have been found You hear a bullet **** by Prepare to die For your friends and for your family Now they have come for you Just because you’re a Jew The world is unfair These men are full of disdain You’ve seen them beat children with a cane So many taken Full of hatred and sorrow You know there will be no tomorrow The men are closing in You close your eyes And think about their network of spies Why haven’t they been stopped? Is the world that uncaring? I see their eyes staring Their ignorance is killing us As they watch their television Full of indecision By the time help arrived It was too late All of us Jews had met our fate Countries watched from afar With fear of standing out Consumed with self doubt Once they realized what they had done They could wait no more The allied powers went to war Millions killed The second world war Blood and gore The world remembers The pain and death Of how many will not take another breath Yet history repeats itself More wars are fought Bodies in the fields rot Are we naturally good? (Short pause) I guess not.

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As I lie Waiting to die All I can do is cry I sigh Then look up very high Into the sky Oh, what would it be like to fly? Or become a spy? I was always quiet and shy In Junior High I wore an old school colored tie On the fourth of July As a kid I learned to Multiply And even simplify The blood on my thigh Has begun to dry I see a light I see a light Even though it’s night Then close my eyes tight I think back to the strife When my wife Took a knife And ended my life

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Oct 26, 2016

Oct 26, 2016 at 3:23 PM UTC

Moments Before Death

As I lie Waiting to die All I can do is cry I sigh Then look up very high Into the sky Oh, what would it be like to fly? Or become a spy? I was always quiet and shy In Junior High I wore an old school colored tie On the fourth of July As a kid I learned to Multiply And even simplify The blood on my thigh Has begun to dry I see a light I see a light Even though it’s night Then close my eyes tight I think back to the strife When my wife Took a knife And ended my life

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I know. I did lie. I didn’t want to see her cry But I don't deserve to die! Please! I don't want to fly! Off this building up so high She says goodbye Then pushes me off with one final sigh I try to yell "Why?" But my mouth is too dry I didn't mean to be the bad guy All I did was comply And try to get by Until the day of the drive by All I saw was a black tie I felt as if I watched it from a bird's eye watching the bullets fly by Instinct took over and I hid behind a good guy He was only in Junior high Then died that day on the fourth of July I will not try to justify My actions as I hid behind the guy Now his sister has cried And said goodbye I know It is my turn to die

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Sep 29, 2016

Sep 29, 2016 at 10:15 PM UTC

Instinct And Regret

I know. I did lie. I didn’t want to see her cry But I don't deserve to die! Please! I don't want to fly! Off this building up so high She says goodbye Then pushes me off with one final sigh I try to yell "Why?" But my mouth is too dry I didn't mean to be the bad guy All I did was comply And try to get by Until the day of the drive by All I saw was a black tie I felt as if I watched it from a bird's eye watching the bullets fly by Instinct took over and I hid behind a good guy He was only in Junior high Then died that day on the fourth of July I will not try to justify My actions as I hid behind the guy Now his sister has cried And said goodbye I know It is my turn to die

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A forest of green Bamboo stalks surround us With long thin leaves Before they were taken by thieves Tasty bamboo Growing out askew The sky is blue It’s a wonderful view A-choo! (Short pause) A-choo! A panda has the flu As I look in the distance I see the end of their existence Humans and machines Destroying their land by any means Their Bamboo has been taken And replaced with smoke This is no joke No humans spoke Until they finally awoke To see the pandas are dying In what was once their land All by our hand Not quite what we had planned Maybe we should’ve thought of this beforehand

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Sep 27, 2016

Sep 27, 2016 at 6:50 PM UTC

The Mind Of A Human

A forest of green Bamboo stalks surround us With long thin leaves Before they were taken by thieves Tasty bamboo Growing out askew The sky is blue It’s a wonderful view A-choo! (Short pause) A-choo! A panda has the flu As I look in the distance I see the end of their existence Humans and machines Destroying their land by any means Their Bamboo has been taken And replaced with smoke This is no joke No humans spoke Until they finally awoke To see the pandas are dying In what was once their land All by our hand Not quite what we had planned Maybe we should’ve thought of this beforehand

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Clean fresh bottles Forgetting Clothing Quiet fire Stealing fame Juggling ducks Chosen snails Grounded coffee Tattered library Dangerous love Innocent letters

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Sep 22, 2016

Sep 22, 2016 at 6:22 PM UTC

Wandering Wonders

Clean fresh bottles Forgetting Clothing Quiet fire Stealing fame Juggling ducks Chosen snails Grounded coffee Tattered library Dangerous love Innocent letters

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A small child explored a rocky beach As he ate a peach His foot slipped and he fell Then he found a sea shell It was tiny And shiny He put it in his pocket Then remembered, in his pocket was a locket Of his sister whom had died All because he had lied He remembered the day They were at the bay He had told his sister the ocean was calm As she looked at her palm “I don’t know how to swim” She told him He convinced her it was okay As he watched the ocean spray She frowned Then went into the ocean and drowned

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Sep 22, 2016

Sep 22, 2016 at 6:20 PM UTC

Guilt

A small child explored a rocky beach As he ate a peach His foot slipped and he fell Then he found a sea shell It was tiny And shiny He put it in his pocket Then remembered, in his pocket was a locket Of his sister whom had died All because he had lied He remembered the day They were at the bay He had told his sister the ocean was calm As she looked at her palm “I don’t know how to swim” She told him He convinced her it was okay As he watched the ocean spray She frowned Then went into the ocean and drowned

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The man saw a deer It had two ears on it’s head He drank his beer Suddenly it was dead The man felt delight There was quite a flood The fur of the deer was white But soaked in blood A woman emerged from the trees The woman walked over the hill She got on her knees To inspect the **** She had finished her fun And lay down her gun

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Sep 22, 2016

Sep 22, 2016 at 6:16 PM UTC

Deer

The man saw a deer It had two ears on it’s head He drank his beer Suddenly it was dead The man felt delight There was quite a flood The fur of the deer was white But soaked in blood A woman emerged from the trees The woman walked over the hill She got on her knees To inspect the **** She had finished her fun And lay down her gun

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