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| Topic: Say a short poem for the person above you to show them you c - part 2 | |
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oh that a cute little cridder
and that pumpkin may taster alittle bitter but it hallowwen all the kids come out after dark to me seen candy for all the big and the small even baby that crawl enjoy your treats after walking around all those streets. |
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Mendy two?
How do you do This fine October night? As spooks get restless Waiting for Their special haunting night? Will you dress In costume mess or just hand out the treat? Whichever choice you make be sure to keep it neat! |
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Magic possums fill the night,
Halloween required a fright. You never know when they might Fill the evening with possum light! They wave their wands, To fill the ponds With frogs and fronds To please the blonds. A magic show You will know Will not be slow You won't say "whoa". |
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Ghoulish night
But you're no fright To others - yet you squeal Cuz bacon sweet's A special treat At any ghoulish meal! |
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Where is Mendy?
The little scoot! Did she squeeze a man, To hear him poot? Did she put him With the pumpkin seed, To imprison him With no feed? Did she place him On the chopping blocks To cut him up And smell his socks? It Halloween My little friend So come and play Before the end. |
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We passed H Eve
And All Saint's too Where is Mendy? Mendy TWO? She's MIA And that is bad Cuz when she's gone We're all quite sad. Though glad to see My piggie friend And read your rhymes Yet somethings wrong When Mendy's missing Do you think she's lost Or just out kissing????? |
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Once there was
A possum tree. And there sat possums For all to see. Along came Mendy with two eyes To spy and listen To possum cries. What she found (this is no lie) Was magic, candy, And a possum pie. |
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Your much too sweet,
Your much too kind. My wish for today, is that you'd be mine. To have, to behold, A girl can dream. A corny little wish, And so it may seem. So come with me now, Before its too late. The clock is ticking, Its gotta be fate! |
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We need poets
To come and play! Some have lots Or little to say. It doesn't matter If if your wise. Or if there's pepper In your eyes! Be a devil, Come to play, We need some more One's tu te! |
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Short and sassy little rhymes..
Boredom's way of killing time... Make it fast, make it neat... Make it funny, make it sweet.. It doesn't matter what you say... What you think, how you play... Just put your mind in overdrive.... Let go of your creative side.... You'll never know unless you try... Show your wit, your humor dry... Some might laugh, some might cry... Who cares! I'm me, and me is I.... 
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Short and sassy little rhymes.. Boredom's way of killing time... Make it fast, make it neat... Make it funny, make it sweet.. It doesn't matter what you say... What you think, how you play... Just put your mind in overdrive.... Let go of your creative side.... You'll never know unless you try... Show your wit, your humor dry... Some might laugh, some might cry... Who cares! I'm me, and me is I....
That's the spirit! (I know it when I hear it! Have a beer! (We'll add a cheer!) You've joined right in! (And we've gained a friend!) 
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Happy Thankgiving
to one and to all I pray I get ask out with a man who I hope not to short or to tall But little piggy Iam so sorry not you I like to go out with a man who is wearing a pair of shoes But dont eat to much pie or your tummy will hurt and make you cry Just be with family and spend Someone you shared your life with Happy holidays my dear friend |
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happy thanksgiving little pig
Oh you may get more dates if you put on a wig |
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happy thanksgiving little pig Oh you may get more dates if you put on a wig A pig in a wig Is a scary sight. On Halloween They get a fright! On Turkey day, The pigs come out. They circle the table, To smile and shout. But when it's over Sad but true. Thanksgiving make pigs of not me, but you. |
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Thanksgiving make pigs
of not me, but you. oh what a scary sight To see a pig in a wig It got me sick But how do i alleviate myself Afterall it's halloween |
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Halloween was a scream,
with a pig in a wig. But turkeys will follow so try not to swallow. |
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A little pyxxie came to play
In forums with some rhyme. We're so glad to have you here To while away the time! |
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Tomorrow is the day to choose.
Decisions are made, not to lose. One thinks and thinks ... it can be hard. Staring intently into the bard. The struggle continues into the night. The pig generates not a little fright. The brain finally explodes with a "BAM" "Let's have turkey and not have ham!" 
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Litte pig with wings for flight
A good decision in the night Did you come to and happy make Turkey is smarter than hammy bake! Twill keep you whole and On our thread. We prefer the turkey dead. So eat your fill and fly your share Just travel with clean underwear (or so my momma always said...in case you crashed your car instead!) Happy Thanksgiving! |
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Turkey, dressing, gravy too...
Calories galore for me and you... A day of Thanks, time to reflect... Lets eat and drink till nothings left... The only day we can "pig" out.. Without our men raising doubt... Because they know when feasting ends.. Prep and cleanup more calories spends.... 
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