Tire Poems - Poems about Tire

On the way to brother's funeral I prayed so hard that red lights bled into green I prayed not for the seeds of his soul to root in the merciful soil of heaven Mostly I prayed not to get a flat tire it would have killed me to not arrive on time. A five-mile drive from a yellow motel to the foot of...

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What if all our tires were square? Well, we couldn't go here or there! We couldn't go, well, anywhere! If our tires were square... We'd walk everywhere! There wouldn't be much pollution in the air! Airplanes couldn't take off anymore! We'd go back in time, to the dinosaurs! If tires were square.... We'd sail everywhere! Circle shaped tires wouldn't be found. Now, I am glad my...

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Sovereign or martyr thus gravitas none dolorous, dirge has keyed the grave motif to your succubus, organs glistening as the innards burst vile viscera, to bite on carbon release hammers sledge Invictus. Not impressive but knot is a slip on your own noose, gathering to watch a struggle as the buckets kicked, amusing when the rope snaps and the monster runs, turns...

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Fall's tapestry of red and gold, as scheduled, always will unfold. Still, I am dazzled and surprised October holds me mesmerized. The color riot on display of mums and pumpkins perched on hay is Autumn's message dramatized. October holds me mesmerized. An extra blanket for the bed, not t's, but flannel shirts instead~~ the need for these can be surmised. October holds me mesmerized. Cute costumed kids...

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I had to tell all of my friends We ran over to look, and we were in awe Someone had beat me in making a tire tree It had been my dream Now here it was, all done up, Someone else had the same dream The difference is, they probably did not live at home where my parents nixed the idea of...

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While driving his tire blew Throwing him off the road right through A solid steel guard rail He suddenly turns pale When realizing, he was thru...

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Soldiers never tire of “Yes Sir”! Forgetful lips a long storm stir, Disciplinary frog jumps for an hour Or a free fall from a waiting tower. Soldiers love Ear-Dividing “Yes Sir!” You lower yours you’ve robbed them their fur; No defaulter who won’t seem damned sour, The Newest Bride might just lose her flower. Solider could never stop feeding...

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The swish of some passing cars unnerving me still With the rapid clack of my windshield wipers, When, suddenly, I felt a most unwanted chill Like the rapid hiss of a hundred captured vipers. And I knew, at the worst time possible, my tire Right front, passenger side, was now a crumble, Just when my AAA card was about to expire, So,...

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Soon, a penniless buyer, Who’d dreamt of being a high flyer, His bowel, a deflated tire, And, thus, an embittered crier …. Not willing anymore to climb higher; Bosses would their workers fire, After a couple of weeks’ hire! Will he be hiring a smart lawyer? But he can’t pay Barrister Moore Sawyer! Of seven children did he sire, Now, praised procreation does him tire! Will...

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Swaying in the breeze Amidst the dancing leaves A subtle rise and fall As Mother Nature breathes Crisp, refreshing air Twirls and spins her hair She giggles, up then down Of time, she’s unaware A pleasant world, she knows Joy dwindles as she grows This moment, all is fair Her innocence aglow...

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small car by far... entered centered big one all done backseat athlete four flats congrats...

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ACME TIRE FACTORY The system was so slow to use and the boss was always on our back Hurry hurry get your fingers out this job depends on you I’ll fire your sorry arses if you go any damn slower! My company and big fat profit depend on you lazy gets doing this job right Don’t dawdle and stop gossiping...

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Tire marks- the tires sunk deep on the soft soil I walked on the raised mound guiding the grass and dirt into the tire thread mark one direction and then coming back squishing the soil on the other side to where it belonged a few more times in a few days the grass will heal the wounds and nobody will ever know he was...

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(for Johnny and June) I fell into an airplane tire It went round and round And the plane went higher And it turns turns turns That airplane tire. That airplane tire....

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The tire ran on the roads, at a speed of the flash it ran, the tire was rogue, it was black and SLAM, it violently crashed in to the car; breaking glass and metal and parts, as if it had control on how far, and it knew where to start. Where did it come from? A lorry? Why was it like a bomb? I’m sorry? How...

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