Middle Class Misery
in Work Poems
Hopes dashed, dreams fade,
Gotta go to work another day.
Paid my money, bought my ticket
Thought I could tell my boss to stick it.
in Work Poems
Hopes dashed, dreams fade,
Gotta go to work another day.
Paid my money, bought my ticket
Thought I could tell my boss to stick it.
Yucky Chucky Tucker was smelly as can be,
he never took a bath and hardly ever brushed his teeth.
Everywhere he went he left an odor in the air,
and Yucky Chucky Tucker never combed his hair.
I woke with a particular feeling
I was floating on top of the ceiling,
A little surprised
when I opened my eyes
A robin and a crow were perched upon a fence,
an unlikely combination, but they seemed to be good friends.
Standing in the mid-day sun each on a separate picket,
basking in its rays while staring at a cricket.
in Animal Poems for Kids
The dogs are barking at the door,
but we can't let them in 'cause they
pooped on the floor.
It wasn't your average pile of poo.
He marches in God's army now but once
upon a time,
With valor he fought long and proud
our freedom on his mind.
The sun was brilliantly shining.
It was a picture of a day,
when I stared outside my window
and watched my son at play.
in Faith Poems
What are miracles, from where do they
come?
How do we trust what we can't see
or touch?
If I could create a picture book of
memories from the past,
every chapter a masterpiece
of unforgettable moments rehashed.
I took a walk in the city today
to try to pass the time away.
Saw lots of people walking too.
Stepped right in a pile of doggy doo.
Nice poem, very inspiring for kids. Thanks.