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Whacky Poems - Poems about Whacky


Premium Member Whacky in a Whacked Outland
Flim flam artists con like hackers From the digital underworld Scammers. Modern Thieves Taking advantage of not just Little ol’ ladies, but Me! And the vulnerable gullible glue That holds our species together Shame on you! I cast you, you know who you are who entertain time with waste With the spoils of others Internet...

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Categories: whacky, crazy, wisdom,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member Welcome Whacky Water World
Welcome Wonderful Whacky Water World of water and fins Wishing we would wistfully wrestle wobbly west winds Where warm wiggling worms willfully wax their smiles. While whooping wolligags wander aimlessly along the miles....

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Categories: whacky, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Whacky
Life seems to be a little tacky It makes me feel I'm going Whacky, I mentioned this to my husband, John Who said, "you are not going. You've gone!"...

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Categories: whacky, 10th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Whimsically Whacky Wonderful W
Whimsically Whacky Wonderful W Whether We Would Willingly Write Wee Wisps of Wisdom While Wishful Wanting Wanders Waywardly into our Writs of Writing. Whimsically Wonderfully Whacky W, you are so Worrisome!...

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Categories: whacky, poetry, write,
Form: Alliteration
Premium Member Whacky Tobaccy
I smoke my whacky tobaccy quite regularly. I smoke my whacky tobaccy along with my morning coffee and just before lunch so I can bring on the munchies. A day doesn't go by without it being indulged by I. A little whacky tobaccy. I smoke it on the job. I smoke it at home. I smoke it with others. I...

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Categories: whacky, health, me,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member That Day My Whacky Words Dried Up
Never say never I was still laughing, still having a blast giving my two cents on what’s hip and what’s not little did I know it’s so not me that’s definitely not my calling… Wearing my hat half skew on my head jeans so baggy I almost tripped thinking I look so fly only thing missing was my rhymes “whasup my peeps!! how’s things rolling?” silly me! Should...

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Categories: whacky, funny, imagination, social
Form: Narrative

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