In your house and mine,
It's two after nine,
And wonders await our awakening.
Pure white oases in great porcelain bowls.
And circular loops with doughnut shaped holes.
Yellow and green ones,
Crushed and obscene ones,
Deliciousness for our mouth's taking.
I quiver, and gasp, and wince as I eat.
I shiver, and rasp, with chills to my feet.
Indescribily, crunchingly, yummy.
A party inside of my tummy.
These wonders have left my bones shaking.
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Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Poke'love
Poke'mon, oh Poke'mon,
You give me sweet resolve.
From Bulbasaur to Celebi,
I must collect them all.
Poke'mon, oh Poke'mon,
The times we have are grand.
In pallet town or golden rod,
You always take my hand.
Poke'mon, Oh Poke'mon,
I love you to this day.
We'll own those noobish trainers,
In all good fun and play.
Poke'mon, Oh Poke'mon,
Id rather you be here,
So I can maybe grin and laugh,
And shed a loving tear.
You give me sweet resolve.
From Bulbasaur to Celebi,
I must collect them all.
Poke'mon, oh Poke'mon,
The times we have are grand.
In pallet town or golden rod,
You always take my hand.
Poke'mon, Oh Poke'mon,
I love you to this day.
We'll own those noobish trainers,
In all good fun and play.
Poke'mon, Oh Poke'mon,
Id rather you be here,
So I can maybe grin and laugh,
And shed a loving tear.
Labels:
Funny Poems,
Love Poems,
Nostalgic Poems,
Poetry
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