Tidies Poems - Poems about Tidies

...Consider its ways and be wise. Hard work its whole day does comprise. Working through its daily routine It follows orders of the queen. It does the cleaning and repair, Fixing where there ......

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...A raw poem. Whoever would like to rearrange, reorganize it has the right. I'd like to thank them all. I promise I will never make a claim for that A husband knows, but he pretends not to know Ki......

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...Hampered decades withered wasted Filtered faint supposed adult phases Thumb stuck under parental watch Otherwise valid options squashed Tip toe inhibit, alw......

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...She bustles her boys out of bed grouse, groan, growl groggy gripes snarky snipes, as they squabble their way to breakfast Packs their lunch crunch, smack, munch, they eat hurry boys- catch......

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...Finally May Find His Fate Read poem about priest and did wait; I always knew that it would be great; My face feed; Another read; In my poem he finally found his fate. Jim Horn Crave and ......

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...She is a bread winner, who takes care of her family, is it any wonder, she still has her sanity, she takes any new job like a duck to water, she is more than likely your wife, Mom or daughter,......

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...Mom got up early and is in the kitchen Preparing the breakfast for everyone Dad's still in the bathroom and is shaving And the beat of life goes on The kids are busy getting set for school One......

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...It is so hard to let go of love, lovingly. It sharks, unpeels more gut more quickly than reel or reeler ever lost in all those years of lazy inches in and out: casting, winding in and playing out, ......

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...OLGA IVANOVA Each day when I get to the office for a coffee fix, A minor underling, an immigrant office-cleaner, Olga Ivanova, greets me. She’s been at work since six And off ......

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...The dishes pile up stained with the day to day of life Her hands are chapped and dry withered from washing them Dishes of food, dishes of mundanity relentless dishes calling to be cleaned Dishe......

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...I’ve got a great invention I use it all the time It does the things that I should do It always works just fine It cleans my room it tidies up And puts my stuff away Does chores I don’t have t......

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...Peering out my bedroom window, alarm clock's beeping time away. although the hour's ticking on time has stopped; forever gone... a burning torch has lit the sky field mice toil through ce......

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...As I lie in this box all dirty and scuffed I remember the time I was shiny and fluffed Alone and forgotten I doubt that is true For I was once savored in red white and blue Although it may seem......

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