#snappy - Hello Poetry

Oh! The heat, The heat I must beat. 101° in my seat. It isn't tasting sweet. The sweat! Poor little pet. I am not wet, yet. And I will not forget. The wind! For I will not be blind. To the bindings I find. So I am kind Breathe Tent! So I can hear you shuffle. And I can say kerfuffle, I will dispose the waffle!

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Jul 24, 2020

Jul 24, 2020 at 4:15 PM UTC

Celestialdoon

The Breathing Tent

Oh! The heat, The heat I must beat. 101° in my seat. It isn't tasting sweet. The sweat! Poor little pet. I am not wet, yet. And I will not forget. The wind! For I will not be blind. To the bindings I find. So I am kind Breathe Tent! So I can hear you shuffle. And I can say kerfuffle, I will dispose the waffle!

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Be happy, Don't be crappy,crappy, ****** ****** makes you snappy, Snappy snatches away all the trace Of the glow on your face. Be joyful, Don't be mournful, mournful, mournful, Tears falling bucketful, People will say,"Look at her,so woeful. Be confident, Don't be diffident,diffident,diffident, Diffident makes you immature, Gives you a mousy nature. Always cheer, Never sneer,sneer,sneer, People away from you will veer, You will be left alone dear. Laughter is the best medicine, It boosts your adrenaline, Many friends you will win. Laughter is infectious, It is so contagious, Happiness will be rampant, That no sorrow can dampen.

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Dec 16, 2017

Dec 16, 2017 at 12:28 PM UTC

salmabanu-hatim

Enjoy Life

Be happy, Don't be crappy,crappy, ****** ****** makes you snappy, Snappy snatches away all the trace Of the glow on your face. Be joyful, Don't be mournful, mournful, mournful, Tears falling bucketful, People will say,"Look at her,so woeful. Be confident, Don't be diffident,diffident,diffident, Diffident makes you immature, Gives you a mousy nature. Always cheer, Never sneer,sneer,sneer, People away from you will veer, You will be left alone dear. Laughter is the best medicine, It boosts your adrenaline, Many friends you will win. Laughter is infectious, It is so contagious, Happiness will be rampant, That no sorrow can dampen.

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I wrote a little poem, I wrote it just for you, to match the way You make me feel I wrote it all in blue. I wrote it on a napkin, I had to keep it brief, I swore a bit, And cried a bit, It caused a lot of grief. I pondered on delivery, pondered til I was sick, Then settled on this method here I wrapped it round a brick. The next time that I see you, In person, with some luck, I'll remember to give it to you, And you'll forget to duck!

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Jul 12, 2017

Jul 12, 2017 at 8:02 AM UTC

clayborn-todd-wooton

A Bitter Ode

I wrote a little poem, I wrote it just for you, to match the way You make me feel I wrote it all in blue. I wrote it on a napkin, I had to keep it brief, I swore a bit, And cried a bit, It caused a lot of grief. I pondered on delivery, pondered til I was sick, Then settled on this method here I wrapped it round a brick. The next time that I see you, In person, with some luck, I'll remember to give it to you, And you'll forget to duck!

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That's you, You fool You jest. With life, You flirt You jab. No lines, You cross You invade. **** off Your mind You scream. Swine them You act Your scene. Stroke your own ego **** Only a fool jests When the guillotine stands You dare flirt when Your face is like a jab The invasion failed When you crossed rebellion Your mind screams **** "I beg to differ. I'm so different." I've seen enough. The act stops, At this very scene. Meaning doesn't mean Meaningless things. I bet, with Closed eyes You make bets. Black is your comfort In your little world; It's your safety blanket You haven't thrown.

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Apr 14, 2017

Apr 14, 2017 at 6:14 PM UTC

jay-ashford

Reversed Reverance

That's you, You fool You jest. With life, You flirt You jab. No lines, You cross You invade. **** off Your mind You scream. Swine them You act Your scene. Stroke your own ego **** Only a fool jests When the guillotine stands You dare flirt when Your face is like a jab The invasion failed When you crossed rebellion Your mind screams **** "I beg to differ. I'm so different." I've seen enough. The act stops, At this very scene. Meaning doesn't mean Meaningless things. I bet, with Closed eyes You make bets. Black is your comfort In your little world; It's your safety blanket You haven't thrown.

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