Elisabeth Wingle Poems

I never ask for help
I would not seem to be lacking

In anything at all.......
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I won't give in to the sadness,
Into the madness of my life.
I am filled with the sorrow,
Of no more tomorrows,
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My father was alwaysquick with a smile.
His happiness camefrom within.
Often he'd pluck, sweet buttercup
And hold it under my chin.
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Little Lucy Lollipop
On one foot, she liked to hop.
The whole darn day ,
She'd hop that way!
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You are no different
Than the knights of old
Doing your duty
With out being told
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So you speak for all men now?
Is that what I'm hearing?
By the way your nose hair could use a good shearing
You say that beauty is skin deep, indeed
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The best dog by far, is the Bichon Frise
The are loving, loyal and just want to play
They are as smart as a whip,
And can do lots of tricks
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Tirelessly
Ruining the
U.S A 's reputation by
Making us look like
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There once was a cricket, named Jiminy
Who had, late in life, this epiphany
If I jump really hard
I'll get out of this yard!
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Does he miss me?
I ponder.
Or think about me.
I Wonder?
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