Onesie poem

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ONESIE

One

all alone

in my Onesie

I once won my Onesie

at a show

It’s a skeleton Onesie

They say One is the loneliest number

but I’m not really alone

I’ve got my Onesie

And now I’m snuggled up

in my Onesie

on the couch

And I think to myself

what if all the world

was like a Onesie?

we wouldn’t be separated

all for One, One for all

together forever

We’d be

One

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The Procrastinator

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I almost didn’t write this poem

I wondered, I pondered

Walked around my home.

 

I thought of an excuse not to write

Fed the pet, placed a bet

Went and got a bite.

 

I went for walk around the block

To clear the mind, find a line

I must have writer’s block.

 

I turned the computer on again

Stared at the screen, at a scene

I was finding this a pain.

 

I almost put off procrastinating

What a shame, no words came

Sat there contemplating…

 

We almost didn’t save the Earth

Thought of money, of our tummy

Didn’t know what it was worth.