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Fancy Finger Food
Jesus wore a tuxedo as he rolled down my street Servin' chips and bonito in his cookshack machine Savin' money and souls
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
How A Long Disgusted
Mad at me still? Mad at me still? Mad at me still? Mad at me still? Mad at me still? Mad at me still? Mad at me still? Mad at me still? Mad at me still? Mad at me still? Mad at me still? How long disgusted?! Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smith2 years ago in Poets
You’re the Peanut Butter to My Jelly
You're the peanut butter to my jelly, Smooth and sweet, never too smelly. I’m the soft bread, you’re my spread, Together, we’re a love well-bred.
By Tale Weaver2 years ago in Poets
My Funny In-Person Short Stories
Enjoys off-line --- An old man in his home Wouldn't leave. A woody dis-lined Joyfully. Growing up, Or... Watch out! A Tree!-Mentality ON-YOUR-MARK... GET SET! Finally! Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smith2 years ago in Poets
Visitor Badges
We're only here for a short time life keeps pushing past Ain't no way we can rewind time on this visitors badge Cause the lines on my face
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
A Nonsense Rhyme Or Two For Poem a Day in February (PaDiF)
Natalie Goldberg's Writing Down the Bones Deck Prompts - How do I distract myself? Distraction Action workaholism alcoholism
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets
The Day That Julie Won The Cup
In ‘85 at Flemington, the Melbourne Cup was won By What A Nuisance bursting late to pip them - what a run! A nose to win, a close run thing from Koiro Corrie May.
By Dane Fuller2 years ago in Poets
I Think I’ll Be an Otter if it’s All the Same to You
I’d like to be an otter if it’s all the same to you, Said Simon to his mother one sunny day, As he got on the floor and pretended to swim away.
By Calvin London2 years ago in Poets
The Dog Loves You More Than Me
In a world where love is pure and true, I thought I had your heart, but who knew? With wagging tails and playful barks, It seems I've lost to your furry sparks.
By Tale Weaver2 years ago in Poets
an itch
I’ve got an itch that needs to be scratched and to be honest i think you’re the only one who can reach it. A guy at the bar attempted it
By eva 2 years ago in Poets
It's time to say 'no'
“L’ état, c’est moi,” said Louis Fourteenth The king of France and Navarre La grâce de Dieu, he thought of that too And ruled with an absolute power.
By Marie McGrath2 years ago in Poets
"Unlucky Number Seven, Part 1"
World’s Worst (Roommate) 1) “I sell cars, but midnight polka is my passion.” 2) “I locked myself inside the house again…”
By Chris Z2 years ago in Poets