Gnome Poems - Poems about Gnome

An ostrich, named Ollie, so grand, Tried to join a tightrope command. He tripped on his toes, And landed on gnomes, Who yelled, "That's a sand-burying brand!" ©bfa032225 ...

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Brownie, elf, gnome, pixie and fey Walked to large mushroom store on the bay Met a grouchy gargoyle along the way He was made of concrete, all gravelly gray...

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Question Better to be a fool for a moment, than one to remain a fool forever. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison...

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Spoken Word Spoken word is supposed to be heard. For the written word to be heard, the words they must be spoken. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison...

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Brownie, elf, faeries, pixies and small root sprout In this meadow are twirling, whirling, and dancing about Showing the green dragon a magical escape route Leading him to freedom, without a doubt They left behind a grumpy gnome in a pout He was angry because his left foot had the gout Suddenly they heard him give a gigantic shout He had caught...

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Pinata If they identify themselves as a pinata. Is it ok for me to beat them with a big stick? By Josehf Lloyd Murchison...

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I am an animal I no longer recognize my convertible Chevy days lying back in the dust I barely remember young me ….cotton candy me, heroine me, lively me we are an old woman now, a sleeping gnome an obese dragon who is dragg’n I was going to scale skyscrapers in a single bound rescue those in desperate need but I never found...

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the puppy arrived at gnome village on his own he had no briefcase, suitcase, name tag or phone What do we do with him? Grandpa gnome ask his niece. We had better play with him, let’s take an hour apiece. So the villagers took turns playing with the puppy all day. He was exhausted, but happy, when he went along...

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Welcome to gnome village where the lemonade is free and the inhabitants want to feed you cookies Sounds good to me, I agreed. Where do I sleep? Who takes me in? You are a giant, one of the gnomes told me. Don’t push your welcome....

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Irish Proverb A long life and a merry one. A quick death and an easy one. A good girl and an honest one. A cold pint and another one. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison...

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Gnarly had the best job of all in the sugar dome. He was the secret rainbow color dropping gnome. He came in the night, riding the color on his bike. The only ones who could see him were the age of a tike. “Look at the sandman!” the toddlers reported. The parents studied the sky until their necks were contorted. But...

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Normal What is normal to a wolf, is chaos to its pray. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison...

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Words enlighten the soul easily. When the heart need not search for their meaning. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison...

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Walls Sometimes we put up walls. Not to keep people out. But just to see who cares, enough to knock them down. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison...

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Sipping his warm tasty gnome grog in the snow We see troll’s size fourteen feet and we laugh at his ugly toe Why doesn’t he wear shoes or boots someone says. Too warm blooded me thinks, says my cousin Inez....

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