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What's your favorite poem?

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HellooOOOooo. . .I do so totally agree!  Everybody's got to be somewhere. . .or sumwhers, as that saying goes.

Phizzog
                  by Carl Sandburg

                                    This face you got,
                                    This here phizzog you carry around,
                                    You never picked it out for yourself,
                                        at all, at all - did you?
                                    This here phizzog-somebody handed it
                                        to you - am I right?
                                    Somebody said, "Here's yours, now go see
                                        what you can do with it."
                                    Somebody slipped it to you and it was like
                                        a package marked:
                                    "No goods exchanged after being taken away."
                                    This face you got.

Sorry this repeats and in such big font but can't for the life of me figure how to fix it, edit button won't work, sorry.

Antigonish [I met a man who wasn't there]
by Hughes Mearns

Yesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
I wish, I wish he'd go away...

When I came home last night at three
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn't see him there at all!
Go away, go away, don't you come back any more!
Go away, go away, and please don't slam the door... (slam!)

Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
Oh, how I wish he'd go away...

ANTIGONISH [I met a man who wasn't there]

  by Hughes Mearns

Yesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
I wish, I wish he'd go away...
 
When I came home last night at three
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn't see him there at all!
Go away, go away, don't you come back any more!
Go away, go away, and please don't slam the door... (slam!)
 
Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
Oh, how I wish he'd go away...

http://msuweb.montclair.edu/~furrg/int/evolution.html

Try this one - it's funny and sweet and very, very well-written.

You may already know it.  "When you were a tadpole and I was a fish. . . . ."  Ring a bell?

Well my all time favorite is:

Joyce Kilmer. 1886–1918
 
  Trees
 
I THINK that I shall never see  
A poem lovely as a tree.  
  
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest  
Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;  
  
A tree that looks at God all day,          5
And lifts her leafy arms ;  
  
A tree that may in summer wear  
A nest of robins in her hair;  
  
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;  
Who intimately lives with rain.   10
  
Poems are made by like me,  
But only God can make a tree.

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