Lee Fones Poems

oh dear my inks run out
down paper words out
so colorful flowers
this poem i digress
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from the bright start of day
to the afternoon of gloom
everyone did safety say
watch out for hand of doom
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want to be a carrot
not a squeaky sprout
want to be a parrot
not a pint of stout
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what a nation we've become
eat mac muffin for breakfast
then get an over sized bum
without the healthy lettuce
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i am not a pumpkin
with a thick layer of skin
i am not a light bulb
reflected out so dim
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blustery with showers
that's what weatherman did say
blustery with showers
blew me toupee faraway
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saw a mole
climb a pole
more exciting
than a mole
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staring at the flowers
some out in bud
spent several hours
dissecting if they should
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got me self a book
book on being rude
so i had a tiny look
and to be honest it is crude
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'Santa clause i would like
a brand new bike
had one last year
then lost one gear
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