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Let's write a silly poem

I arrived home late last night,
Traffic around the bus was not a welcome sight.
We pulled in about half an hour late.
I can't complain, there is many a worse fate.
😀
 
Posting about silly stuff
Really isn't all that rough.
Though writing silly in a poem.
Is harder than I would have known.
 
There was miserable rain earlier today,
But in the afternoon it went away. 😀
 
Yet another wasted day,
Yet another wasted year,
I cannot stay,
Much longer here,
I am going nuts,
I am going mad,
You kick my butts,
You make me sad,
I need you though,
At least for now,
I hope you know,
I hate you.....wow.

This poem is dedicated to my job. :sowrong:
 
Dear Ryan23, Thank you for your poem. I see it is a bit sad . I have a story for you. So: 4 years ago I had a boss like the mixture f Hitler and Stalin. He wanted to give "D" to some of my good students, and I had an argument with him, and had to leave my workplace. I was suddenly unemployed. Though, I hated to work there, so I was not very sad; and then I got to know 2 things. One was Feng Sui, how to reorganize our furniture and things to get a better life, and another was a sentence: I have got a perfect job with a perfect payment. So I wrote this sentence in red into my computer and printed it with a nice peach color background. I read that 25 times every morning and evening. I reorganized my hall with the wall and mirror on it, so my front door could be opened tightly, because that was the area of the carrier. I worked on the house for some days. I finished on a Wednesday, and on the same days I got a telephone call from a school director near here, who offered me a good job. I have been working at this school since then, and I enjoy my work.

Dear Storyteller, thank you for your nice poem. I willingly see some more.


Dear Isabeau,
thank you for your beautiful poem. GO, go, go, and win! "Hajrá!"

Dear Milagros, thank you for your poems. I liked them very much. Keep writing!


Snowflakes flying in the air
They cannot rest anywhere
If they try to do it still,
They suddenly disappear!

:grouphug::grouphug::grouphug::grouphug::grouphug::grouphug::grouphug::grouphug::grouphug::grouphug:
 
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The laundry room here was fixed today.
That makes me want to say
"Finally I can wear clothes that are clean,
I will stop being so mean."
😀
 
When asked to write a simple verse.
I admit I can become quite terse.

Yet here I am; a fool, maybe
Leaving randomness for all to see
 
I like to eat lots of rice.
To feel from eating it is quite nice. 😀
 
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I like laughter,
And soon will you,
I''ll tie you up,
I''ll tie you down,
I'll glide this feather,
All around,
You will laugh,
And crack a smile,
I will not stop,
Not for a while,
I''ll grab you foot,
And attack your toes,
Where I''ll go next,
You wont know,
Theres nowhere to run,
Theres nowhere to hide,
As I methodically,
Tickle your sides,
You will giggle,
Snort and scream,
Damn I awoke,
.............another tickling dream. :zzzzz:
 
I like to eat chocolate cake,
So an extra slice I will take. 😀
 
Watching shows on the TV
Is just where I would like to be
Yet here I am, so mean and gruff
Posting about Silly Stuff.
 
The Storyteller is mean and gruff
but he should know some like it ruff
i can be grouchy as can be
but damn it i will always be me..



p.s. i don't believe you are gruff lol...
 
This about Hatred and love,
This is my outlook poem,
About where I'm comin' from,
This path is rough,
Relentless and dark,
Its what's been chosen,
Now forced to embark,
Theres no going back,
Whats done is done,
Its time to find,
Where its coming from,
It may seem as,
No end in sight,
Beyond the storm,
A break in night,
Behold the beauty,
Of a different day,
The kind for which,
Some wait and pray,
Until that hour,
We drive ahead,
With the words,
A wise man said,
"The hate you feel,
Is nothing more,
Than love you feel,
To win this war.'' :cool2:
 
Isabeau, who are so tough?
Are you one who likes it rough?
Or are you gentle, like a rose?
Sadly, I'm not one who knows.
 
This is my favorite website,
The one I visit every day.
It would be an awful plight
To not come here and play.
😀
 
Isabeau, who are so tough?
Are you one who likes it rough?
Or are you gentle, like a rose?
Sadly, I'm not one who knows.

i sometimes like it rough, that's true
but that can easily be misconstrued
i am gentle as a rose
yet very quick on my ticklish toes lol
 
I've just eaten dinner and I'm very full.
Now I'll make some more posts and try not to be dull. 😀
 
The ham is there,
The car is white,
I have no hair,
The fish wont bite,
I bet you're thinkin,
He's jumped the fence,
Its just the drinkin,
It makes no sense....:idunno:
 
Here there is no cat,
But there is one bat.

(Not like this :bat: , but a baseball bat.)
 
I WOULD LIKE TO THANK ALL MY FRIENDS TO WRITE HERE!

To read your poems is a pleasure
I cannot find a bigger treasure!


THANKS FOR EVERYONE!
 
I like to write short poems like this.
If I try to write a long one, I miss. 😀
 
I just got home,
Whats up mates,
I must go,
And lift some weights...🙄
 
The TMF is a fun place to be.
Of all websites, it's the favorite for me. 😀
 
When I entered this site
It happened to me tonight
I truly enjoyed the sight
The lines of my friends -please write!
 
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