Tag: limerick poem
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Space
When I look up at the stars I was really looking for Mars From the warmth of my sleeping bag Shooting stars started to lag To the sound of the neighbors’ guitars
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Mirror
I saw the ghost in the mirror And it sent me running out to clear her The image was burned in my mind But I also wondered if she was kind I wish I had seen her clearer
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Terrifying
I ran from the dinosaur Especially when I heard him roar It wasn’t until I saw his teeth That I found a rock to hide underneath Then I showed myself to the door
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Moving On
Move on and get past it Please do not quit The harder you try and work And he will no longer stop to smirk But maybe you shouldn’t give a shit
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For Granted
The past is slanted Maybe by all the words that were chanted What were his last words? Did they fly away with the birds? He shouldn’t have taken me for granted
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King
He was the king of stalking When people thought he was just walking At the end of the day No one knew what to say Then immediately started talking
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Boats
Everyone thought he was boring For all the words he was storing For the poems he wrote All about the boat When the rain started pouring
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Grey Skies
I tried to send her away To look out over the bay I only wanted to leave So I could finally get a reprieve Because the skies were turning grey
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Obsessed
He was an honorable man Who had always been obsessed with Batman When he got into trouble He started seeing double When he saw the twin doorman
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Bee Sting
On the day he hurt his knee He said he only wanted to talk to me But instead, he sat outside And tended to his wounded pride To admit he had been stung by a bee