Long Sassed Poems
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Glass CoffinAnother day, another ghostly glitch
The catholic church stained glass
shouldn’t be as grey as it was today.
More and more the molding frays
I can hear the coffins softy coughing
There are more and more mourning days
Whether or not...
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Categories:
sassed, addiction, christian, drug, extended metaphor, nonsense, surreal,
Form:
Rhyme
Sign of the End of TimeI saw a feller today with a sign readin', 'WORLD ENDS TOMORROW!"
Lord! Have mercy! That's all I need - more troubles to borrow!
I called the preacher who knows all about celestial things,
But he had no...
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Categories:
sassed, funny, religion,
Form:
Rhyme
Uncle Ted's HouseI hated going to Uncle Ted's house,
he'd sit outside, shine in a jar,
talking, talking, talking to
his friends. They'd talk so
dirty the air would blush,
and keep right on into
the night, never caring we
were there. ...
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Categories:
sassed, family, happiness,
Form:
Free verse
On Reaching SixtyI have reached a pinnacle pertaining to age
a time of great reflection
I didn’t think I’d have this reaction
when I finally reached this stage
giddy as a child with great exhilaration
I’m so excited o’er this day
a...
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Categories:
sassed, angst, confusion, family, introspection
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
Bad Boy Napper Betty BiddleI was told when I was little
Of Bad Boy Napper, Betty Biddle
Betty Biddle bad boy napped
Even made a bad boy trap
She filled it up with dirty shoes
Grease and grime and gooey ooze
Betty knew bad boys...
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Categories:
sassed, family, children, funny, boy,
Form:
Rhyme
Pass Quotes:“Hit me, hit, me, hit me, pass…
One can loose money with poker fast!”
Skipping in line, the skipper plead,
“Move aside; let me pass ahead.”
The diner said, “I am not crass.
Cabbage gives me gas…I’ll pass.”
“Driving a car...
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Categories:
sassed, funnyme, me,
Form:
Couplet
The Roadi sit back, and watch my life unravel, the only sound is, my feet on the gravel, my mind is so sharp, as sharp as a scalple, i walk alone, and thats how i travel....
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Categories:
sassed, art,
Form:
ABC