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"scrat" poems
Spiders in my basket spiders in my soup spider on my eider down spiders loop the loop Spiders on the ceiling now crawling down the wall there's a spider on my pillow someone hear my call Spiders changing faces never far from ear scrip and scrat the little feet tell me spiders are too near I sleep with my mouth open
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Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
Spider
I'm the muskrat Hairy, hazy, crazy, rat tailed Pretty coat I'm a rodent, a little flea, a pesky, petty problem, what you gone do about me? I'm the muskrat, the mouse who flossed his teeth, fat when necessary Far fetched and reaching, digs fast, burrowing, the scrat, the muskrat, low, low voiced, low creeping, smokey scrat ain't good for crap, the muskrat, Breath Jim bean and smoke green, tell bad jokes just to be mean Grrr urrnn, grrr urrnn raunchy, metal and eggs in the morning , coffee with cream, conditioned, spitting and ****** The muskrat
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Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 9:08 PM UTC
I'm the Muskrat :)
I forgot my headphones. Taking the 6AM bus.....and no headphones... Brilliant! I look out the window with a cold hard stare. The bus accelerates from the station. Vroom glug glug glug Vroom! glug glug Vvvrrrrrrmmmmmm It leaves and makes a sharp right turn at the corner. The passengers make no effort to stay still in their seats. They are asleep. Chomp....chomp..gulp....chomp The passenger two seat across from me eats a bag of chips. Sssssssstttttttt We stop. Ssssttt. KER-SQUEAK! The door slowly opens. Clip clop Clip Clop Clip A business woman walks consistent steps similar to a metronome click. Behind that make-up is a woman who is still half asleep. Ssssstttttttttttttt Vrrrrmmmmmmm SNAP...SNAP.....POP! Her gum clicks to her tongue as she flips out a magazine from her large Coach Bag. scrit scrat scrit scrat scrit scrat As an old man rubs to nickels together; staring down at the platform with his hand rested on his leg. Bump....Bump..DING My stop is up. Where has the time gone? I fell in love with these sounds. My ears didn't even have to make love to music. Why should anyone ever want to drown sounds out? That's our problem. We drown this world out. But the world is beautiful when it wakes up.
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 7:48 PM UTC
Ear Poetry
🍀After 20yrs , Scrat finally got his nut.. but still don't know what exactly to do with it ... He's happy & he own but it's all about the  story that has no end & no boundaries ... just like our lives Do not  give up on dream of goals until your dreams give up on you ...🍀 🍀_Shilhamadhuri_🍀
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Apr 22, 2022
Apr 22, 2022 at 12:48 PM UTC
🍀 DON'T GIVE UP 🍀