Twirly Poems - Poems about Twirly

Curly's twirly frizzy's dizzy Straight ain't crazy wavy's straight Hair can define personality Even predict sexuality...

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Trixie is my muse, and she is sassy and opinionated. Her ideas trump mine each time. I am amazed and amused as she takes over each poem. She takes no prisoners, and laughs at my consternation. Assertive? No. Aggressive actually. Determined. In charge. Capable? Certainly. I can hear her giggling when she wakes me Usually around three a.m., the witching hour. She blows a...

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Beautiful reddish gold leaves are turning too fast for me. Cooler fall days are racing out of control toward autumn. Living her twirly, whirly dance, activating fall brownies. Wind chimes go crazy as feral leaf faeries swirl in the wind. Throwing wasps out of their hiding places, enticing the owls....

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It's way twirly, do my eyes deceive me Is it dandruff from the gods, Santa's idea of funny? Knock it off old man Is this some kind of scam Get back on your sleigh, you fat old chubby...

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Hyah was a twirly girl, a whirly girl, a girl who liked daisies, and moonbeams, and pixies, so true. Her hair was a gorgeous chestnut color, with touches of gold which enhanced her beauty and swiftly grew. The dragons claimed her as their own, because of her sweetness and goodness and what she’d been through. Hyah’s laugh was...

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There once was a girl who got off the couch, she joined a dance class cause she was no slouch; But- when others went this way, her feet were just stuck in clay; Spinning and grinning- she hit a wall - ouch ! ________________________________ March 22, 2016 Poetry/Limerick/twirly girl Copyright Protected, ID 16-770-938-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. For the contest,...

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Twirly Things by Odin Roark Loneliness, The ever-aware sadness never knowing, Did stumble about untouched Awaiting enigma’s shadow To enter into the light. Came that special day It did awaken, As curled atop summer grass The young boy made simple discovery. So...

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Swirly twirly, Floating around, Can't hear a single sound. Swirly twirly, Dancing along, Listening to a tribal song. Swirly twirly, Bouncing away, I will come back another day....

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Tram stops Old lady asks "Am I twirly?" Conductor looks up tram and shakes his head On she gets and on we go As a young lad on the way to school I often wondered how old one had to be To be Twirly Three stops on the way were always empty Three stops in a row Trams all stopped The area was bombed...

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