Mowing
The mower glides
from overgrown to neat
personally
I think unruly nature
with all its mess
is difficult to beat
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Unenthusiastic Bob
Unenthusiastic Bob
with his
faithful companion Bean
the oddest couple
you may have seen
Bob always
looking for the next snore
Bean
dashing and flying
anything else
is a bore
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Bad Cop
With a little imagination
the mini fellas come alive
good cop to bad cop
fiendishly
a little surprisingly maybe
arrives
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Just a Thump
Just a thump
the delicate cat lands
after the smallest
of small jump
Just like the rest
days long gone
when we were
at our supple
best
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Ninja Yo
Ninja Yo
rock and roll
leaping, flying
fists
as quick
as the nimblest lion
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The Blame Game
Not quite tiddlywinks
the blame game
without the fun
But now it seems
this is all society
has for fuel
point the finger
without a flip
then scamper
and run
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Bemused
With a zing and zang
confusion reigns
ending with
an almighty bang
When words are used
to kerfuffle and confuse
we are left
speechlessly bemused
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No Point Post - Elmo Find
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Luke
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Feathers
Tumbling, rather flying
on the Kaleidoscope wings of change
heading somewhere, sometime
with a new view, change
Clinging on, with the dearest of life
hoping those feathers can hold
time
to be just and bold
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Darth Bane
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Cookie-Wan
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Dust
The dust filled wind
may sting our eyes
but onwards we go
head down
with neither
smile nor frown
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Dystopian
As the storm hits the sail
however strong
the mast may inevitably fail
Looking back, in years to come
the storm
becomes just
a dystopian fairy tale
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The Gods Roar
As the Ocean rolls
the angry Gods roar
for they
foresee, the terrible
gore
As the Earth tremors
the Gods cry
for now it is time
for all
to say goodbye
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The Staircase
Some days
we are leaping down the stairs
others crawling up
with a backpack full
of worry wares
Wouldn’t it be cool
to have one of those
uppy downy stairlift things
then we can escape
on mechanical wings
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I’m Sorry
I’m sorry, I can’t
believe
the fiction you sprout
when you say dry, it’s wet
when you say wet
we end up
with a bloomin’ drought
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