Jannpoet Versemaker Poems

I rub my bunions with onions
Cause you see they are pretty sore
I rub my bunions with onions
Cause it's all been done before
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Grey clouds forming, covering the sky
Blue sky fading, disappearing while I
Morn the loss of the warming sun
The day promised brightness
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Some poems are so raw
Like and underdone and bloody steak
They may be good for the writers soul
But leave the reader feeling butchered
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I'm feeling quite jaded this morning
I dragged myself out of bed
moved slowly to the kitchen table
and now there's an ache in my head
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Here's the line up in the race today
We have a fine field of horses,
Inspiration, Motivation, Thought,
Ego, Critic, Selfdoubt, Verses and Emotion
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I don't mean to skite
But When flying my kite
I fly it so high in the air
I don't mean to skite
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