Camel Poems - Poems about Camel

We travel through the sand dunes, And look for oases, At nights we see the moon, And in the day-time- Look for roses. The weather so hot and cold, With sand below glittering in the sun like Gold, We feel the hot sunshine, And for a drop of cool water-We pine! Our camels look for a shelter, And our skin sweat like being next...

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The dromedary camel has one hump, and the Bactrian camel has two, but I always get them mixed up! Do you? So, just for a bit of fun, here are some alternate names for camels. (Feel free to pick your favorite one!) One alternative, after some study, could be a handle like "Dune Buddy". Or we could suggest, without fear of rebuke, an appellation like...

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A friend went to Morocco And she rode a camel there. I saw the photos and I wondered If I’d take that dare. Another pal’s in Egypt And, on pictures she did post, There she is atop a camel, Looking happy and engrossed. As a child I rode a camel When I visited the zoo, Where it walked around a circle As it somehow learned to...

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It was a Christmas outdoor Pageant It was the performance of the Nativity scene There was a Camel who was mean The Camel didn’t want to cooperate nor associate He went berserk and went wanted to attack all the onlookers Suddenly without delay, the Camel observed the Doll baby Jesus In the manger An immediate pause took effect To everyone’s surprise, the...

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Hey- what'll you do if you're left alone, and it's not all, on a hot and dry land Where nobody is nix known? Listen to a camel's heart- Camel, storing all its strength in its hump, and looking very-very smart. Camel resists in desert's dirt, Can you think how much he envied? He's often called the 'ship of desert': This is because of their ...

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A wonderful animal That command great Unpretentiousness An irreplaceable friend In the desert....

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red land harsh terrain animal transportation, arid hoofed taxi...

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Aimee is starting to write poetry and childrens books. This is her Christmas poem called Harry the Christmas camel. She really does have a beautiful gift. One proud Mama. Ps her younger siblings loved it. It's worth the read. We have all heard of great many stories once told. Some are new while others are...

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I had a camel named Kit. It was smart, but liked to spit. I asked for a kiss. It gave me a hiss. It did not want to kiss one bit!...

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Somethings You never know Sometimes you have nothing to show Tears in those eyes Comfort city on the brink of misery Killing fields the dreams of you and me Desert sunshine warning you how things are going to be Give in to glory my little can of spam Leaving a ledger of love upon a tree generation far away from where we begun...

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Gimme your best shot Why the hell not And let the both of us Play an unfriendly game Of pick up Camel Straw's and stick's And the winner Is or will be decided By whomever Break's as many backs As either you or I Or at very least Failing that Gets the most backs up And being it's a Camel It sure as hell Has to be at very...

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LIGHT VERSE AND NONSENSE VERSE VII Fair Elle was an eely lover who squiggled beneath the covers ... She was hard to pin down! When I did it, she’d frown, then wouldn’t do none of my druthers! There once was a camel who loved to hump. Please get your crude minds out of their slump! He loved to give rides on his huge,...

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Visualize Mexico’s Baja Peninsula Let’s take a camel safari in Cabo San Lucas We will hop on a hump Might see pods of dolphins and whales While we are on our leisurely stroll for camels do not run, they walk. Giving us more time to enjoy the beautiful Pacific Ocean...

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ODE TO THE MYRRH TREE So the tree stood in the centre of the desert Mangled by winds of change and truth of joy and chains of dust and torrents of rare rain Burnt black and senseless by an unrelenting Sun of nightmare beauty And orange was the sand of scorpions orange was the mirage of miracles orange was her veil...

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While shepherds watched their flocks so white All contemplating dusk, Their ’phones received some breaking news All thanks to Elon Musk. His Tweet announced a virgin birth In a stable by an inn, They danced around the windswept heath To a flute and violin. In Bethlehem was born a child A-sleeping in a crib, They scrolled the Twitter crowd’s response And thought it rather glib. The...

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