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It Is Against Law
a cat stretches her back
this is a yawning
a cat is quite courteous
a cat greets by yawning
instead of shouting and babbling
I like a cat
I admire a cat
next time I see my lady friend
I shall greet her with utmost courtesy
I shall stretch my back and yawn
right in front of her
two dogs introduce themselves
by sniffing each other's behind
usually by a fire hydrant
is that a courtesy?
next time I see my lady friend
in front of a fire station
I shall greet her with utmost courtesy
I shall.......
it is against law
just yawn
like a polite cat
poem by Suchoon Mo_
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A Yawn
Sees a yawn
Gets infected
With the yawn
And a yawn
Too by itself
Then it tries to
Sleep to
Get some sleep to
Count the ships
And the sheep
A very tired poem
Yawns
But never sleeps
a tired poem
No more it is simply
A poem
Sleepless
True to
Its nature.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This is a warning
Warning! warning! warning!
This is a warning
Stop me from yawning
There is no smoke
Without a choke
There is no secret
Without a regret
You can not be strong
If you've never been wrong
Anything ever hot
Brings upon hurt
This is a warning
Stop me from yawning
Unfailed prevention
Prevails redemption
Avoid temptation
Beware of those who are nice
So say the experienced wise
Everything comes with a price
This is a warning
Stop me from yawning
Run, have fun
While there is still sun!
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Yawing
Sometimes I'm sorry but sometimes
Sometimes, yes, sometimes I'm bored.
It may be because I'm an idiot;
It may be because I'm floored;
It may be because it's raining,
It may be beacause it's hot,
It may be because I have eaten
Too much, or because I have not.
But sometimes I cannot help yawning
The whole day through
And when teacher's turning her back on us,
It may be that she's yawning too.
poem by Lexine Santos
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Cherish forever what makes you unique, 'cuz you're really a yawn if it goes.
quote by Bette Midler
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Group
They had been living long together,
And they had rather started to repeat themselves:
He was she,
And she was he.
She was she,
And he was she too.
Sometimes she either was, or she was not,
That's when he was one she, two shes, and many shes.
Such used to be life, more or less.
And above all, early each morning,
Till they would get at last to demarcate
Who was each one,
Where they did start and end
Why in this way and not the other one,
A lot of time was wasted,
As carried by a river time was flowing.
They even tried to kiss sometimes,
But suddenly they realized
That both of them were she.
Much easier to duplicate.
But scared by such discovery,
Both would start yawning
A yawn of softened wool,
Which could be even knitted, the way it follows:
One she yawned very attentively,
Meanwhile, the other she was due to hold the ball.
poem by Marin Sorescu, translated by Catalina Iliescu
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Switch
He's nothing special
Don't need his dough
Settling down what is that a joke
You're feeling his best friend
Your ex bores you
'Cos he started to ignore you
He starts his speech
Tell him not to preach
Always talking out of his ass
What's the point of that
He's not on your level
Like the new man
The fly man
The man who really understands
Remember a good way
To get out of an old thing
Is to jump into a new thing and
Switch
If you don't deliver
You just ditch
Grab another lover
Scratch your itch
From dusk 'til dawning
Until that new guy has you yawning
Switch
If he don't please you
You just ditch
Find someone to tease you
Makes you itch
Freaks you 'til the morning
Until this new guy has you yawning
Same old thing the TV
The video
song performed by by Sugababes from Angels With Dirty Faces
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Massive love poem
I want everyone to know
yeah?
how much I loved you
yawn
and how much I miss you
y a w n...
which makes this, poetry
yy aa ww nn....
and me a poet
y a w...w...w...w...w...n
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Saturday Morning – Revisited
Saturday,
morning.
yawning
abyss-
spawning
activity
warning
that yawning
will follow
a too busy morning.
17 January 09.
poem by Colin Phillimore
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Last Hello
There was no warm hello from the get go-
I felt the chill of your shoulder...
Over the yawn of the telephone receiver...
It was as fleeting as a wisp of North Wind!
Catching me by surprise-my breath shortened...
A hard cold reality to swallow...
Rebelling at the lump in my throat--
From your gung-ho attitude like Venus and Cupid...
Dancing the Tango under a Harvest Moon...
To a nip in the air 'cross your shoulder;
I knew...
Beyond a shadow...
Of any doubt...
By your yawn echoing...
And your hurried voice---
Your real time scurry to say goodbye...
That this would be--
Our last hello;
September 11,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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Cage & Aquarium
Somebody's reading your mind
Damned if you know who it is
They're digging through all of your files
Stealing back your best ideas
You cover your windows with lead
Even keeping the pets outside
Then you hear a moment too late this sound coming over the phone
This is the spawning of the cage and aquarium
Don't wait a moment too soon
Used to be different, now you're the same
Yawn as your plane goes down in flames
This is the spawning of the cage and aquarium
Don't wait a moment too soon
Used to be different, now you're the same
Yawn as your plane goes down in flames
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Her Ornament
never really meant to volunteer
felt the urge to stretch after a yawn
and accidentally raised my hand
i just want to be her special
someone who will never pioneer
i prefer to watch the mudd break off her heels
and turn into cement
i just want to be her ornament
her shadow seems much cooler
camouflage myself
and plan a splendid entrance
i just want to be her situation pending expectation...
i just want to be her ornament
i never really meant to volunteer
i fought the urge to stretch after a yawn
and accidentally lost my head
i just want to be her exploitation and abbreviation...
i just want to be her ornament
song performed by by Verve Pipe
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Johnny Speaks
THE sand-man he's a jolly old fellow,
His face is kind and his voice is mellow,
But he makes your eyelids as heavy as lead,
And then you got to go off to bed;
I don't think I like the sand-man.
But I've been playing this livelong day;
It does make a fellow so tired to play!
Oh, my, I'm a-yawning right here before ma,
I'm the sleepiest fellow that ever you saw.
I think I do like the sand-man.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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When breaking a dream at dawn.
Day is fun and laughter
Night is sleep and yawn
But there's no smiles after
When breaking a dream at dawn.
You may think you were having a good one
You realise it's not bad
Some are really fun
While others are very sad.
Some have people dying
Some have people drifting
Most of them are crying
Because their soul is lifting.
Day is fun and laughter
Night is sleep and yawn
But there's no smiles after
When breaking a dream at dawn.
poem by Marin Christiana Richardt
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No Vision Like A Clear Vision Given
There is no vision,
Like a clear vision given.
No high seems to satisfy as bright...
As that witness with cloudless Sunlight.
What a difference a day makes,
After breaking away to escape from delusions.
And in the morning when a yawn is released...
Free to experience dawn.
A birthing effect takes place next!
As if refreshed...
From the affect of a nurturing fast!
Leaving one alert and cleansed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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DEPRESSION Makes me.......
Depression makes me feel pain
Depression makes me stupid
Depression makes me feel low
Depression makes me mad
Depression makes me sad
Depression makes me forget world
Depression makes me tensed
Depression makes me lose self control
Depression makes me hate everyone
Depression makes me think over and over
Depression makes me feel lonely
Depression makes me think wild
Depression makes me worthless
Depression makes me sick
What does Depression give me?
When it runs high…
It will make me Die - REST IN PEACE…
poem by Annie Juliet
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Depression Makes Me
depression makes me feel pain
depression makes me stupid
depression makes me feel low
depression makes me mad
depression makes me sad
depression makes me forget the world
depression makes me tensed
depression makes me lose self control
depression makes me hate everyone
depression makes me think over and over
depression makes me feel lonely
depression makes me think wild
depression makes me worthless
depression makes me sick
what does depression give me?
when it runs high…
it will make me die - rest in peace…
poem by Tashi Coote
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I Need My Beauty Sleep
Some days seem short, some days seem long,
Some days don't want to end...
Then we feel weak instead of strong,
No longer to pretend.
A sudden yawn, a droopy head,
Then heavy eyelids prove
It's time for us to go to bed,
While we've got strength to move!
So up the stairs we plod once more,
A second yawn to share,
Perhaps to kneel upon the floor
To offer God a prayer...
Then all at once, the lights go out
And forty winks begin
Beneath the blankets all about,
Wrapped tight to keep us in...
I need my beauty sleep, don't you?
I can't stay up all night!
I know when sleep is overdue,
So why put up a fight?
My muscles, what there are of them,
Just melt like morning snow...
As I slip into peaceful REM...
On memory foam, I go...
poem by Denis Martindale
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The Apple Stretching
The sun comes swaggering across the harbour,
And kisses the lady waiting in the narrows,
She already plenty shaky stands there,
Blushing, clutching the torch of liberty,
Uptown luigi who dont speak english so good,
Is having an accident,
Backing his dumptruck into the fence,
The tin cans go clattering down the lane,
A drowsy bum thinks its thunder,
And pulls the news over his head to stop the rain.
No, it aint judgement day,
No, it aint armageddon,
Its just the apple stretching and yawning, just morning.
New york putting its feet on the floor,
Its just the apple stretching and yawning, just morning,
New york putting its feet on the floor.
Suburban refugees fleeing the cracked cisterns,
Worm ridden fruit trees stream out grand central,
Please to be breathing bagels and pollution.
In time square new graffiti, old revolutions,
A bag lady is cursing the waiter for giving her a free coffee
Lucky hes a jesus freak moonlighting,
At the acme discount store over in queens,
The burglar alarm starts to scream,
A cop picks out his gun fires one and yells, freeze!.
No, it aint worl war four,
No, it aint world war four,
Its just the apple stretching and yawning, just morning,
New york putting its feet on the floor.
Nearby the hudson a hooker makes a u,
To help a blind man to his pew in the park,
Some long ago home training jars the memory,
The bag lady says thank you and curties.
The herd of beaten tourists limp homeward,
Having bitten off more than they could chew,
Moaning them old big city blues,
Miss liberty depicts her qualms and grins,
Another subway starts rattling,
And luigis cans go clattering down the hill.
No, it aint some kind of ill wind,
No, it aint the world coming to an end,
Just the apple stretching and yawning, just morning,
New york putting its feet on the floor.
song performed by by Grace Jones
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Cage Aquarium
Somebodys reading your mind
Damned if you know who it is
Theyre digging through all of your files
Stealing back your best ideas
You cover your windows with lead
Even keeping the pets outside
Then you hear a moment too late this sound coming over the phone
This is the spawning of the cage and aquarium
Dont wait a moment too soon
Used to be different, now youre the same
Yawn as your plane goes down in flames
This is the spawning of the cage and aquarium
Dont wait a moment too soon
Used to be different, now youre the same
Yawn as your plane goes down in flames
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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