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Not Much of a Choice

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Cooper was a large and curious tiger, the bright star of a motley circus,
Always out of step with others; like erring moon, of dawn skies, citrus.

He was well fed and got lots of attention, like rave days of mist roses,
When silver moments tell true stories, before the latterly hour closes.

Whenever other tigers went left, Cooper went steadfastly, to the right,
As they did their pretty, big top tricks-to the merry audiences' delight!

Yes, Cooper's antics became part of the act. It made the people laugh!

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"Booh!"

by Eugene Field

On afternoons, when baby boy has had a splendid nap,
And sits, like any monarch on his throne, in nurse's lap,
In some such wise my handkerchief I hold before my face,
And cautiously and quietly I move about the place;
Then, with a cry, I suddenly expose my face to view,
And you should hear him laugh and crow when I say "Booh"!

Sometimes the rascal tries to make believe that he is scared,
And really, when I first began, he stared, and stared, and stared;
And then his under lip came out and farther out it came,

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Talking Turkeys!

by Benjamin Zephaniah

Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas
Cos' turkeys just wanna hav fun
Turkeys are cool, turkeys are wicked
An every turkey has a Mum.
Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas,
Don't eat it, keep it alive,
It could be yu mate, an not on your plate
Say, Yo! Turkey I'm on your side.
I got lots of friends who are turkeys
An all of dem fear christmas time,

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That First Encounter

by Haych Nano

I feel my heart beating fast
me and my love alone at last.
we slowly climbed onto the bed
I can't repeat the words i said.
she grabbed my hand to pull me near
a simple whisper in my ear.
I placed a kiss upon her lips
as both her hands clench my hips.
down my sides run her finger nails
she knows full well, it never fails.

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The Little Old Lady In Lavender Silk

by Dorothy Parker

I was seventy-seven, come August,
I shall shortly be losing my bloom;
I've experienced zephyr and raw gust
And (symbolical) flood and simoom.

When you come to this time of abatement,
To this passing from Summer to Fall,
It is manners to issue a statement
As to what you got out of it all.

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Recent Fun Poems

Not Much of a Choice

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Bigfoot

by Kevin Schroeder

Bigfoot

In a misty wood where shadows play,
There stands a giant in my way,
Do my eyes deceive,
Or is it a creature I don’t believe,

Standing in front of me a gargantuan Bigfoot,
Foraging for his meal sneakily and barefoot,
With footsteps soft and true he gave a curious glance,

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MEEP MEEP

by Kevin Schroeder

MEEP MEEP

In the dark where shadows creep,
The woodcocks call with a peep

Meep Meep

Seductively doing their dance,
That puts you in a trance,

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Tooting Her Own Horn

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Mark Allen was ten years old, and his favorite things were trains;
Like teal moments after the storm, when colorful beauty remains.

Mark had a shiny, toy train set, and he was frequently adding cars;
As people often have dreams of travel, underneath jewelled stars.

Mark's Papa was a train conductor. He loved to manage the train;
And Mark liked to listen for its whistle, while playing in Green Lane.

Dinah was Mark's little sister, and she'd give her toy horn a blast;

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Where's Sam?

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Mary Davis dwelled on a fruit farm, adoring the company of animals.
Most beloved was sociable Sam, who made her giggle, like bubbles!

Whereas Mary was seven-years-old, Sam, her lamb, was still a baby,
Given to Mary by best neighbors, when they played in orange daisies.

Sam's white fleece was soft and fluffy, like a mound of feather pillows;
Like clouds of endless, turquoise skies, blown by breezes, into billows.

Sweet-natured Sam and Mary's bond, was special. Soon inseperable!

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