Togs Poems - Poems about Togs

...Leave it all behind. There’s no room for your baggage, but your togs, towel and the factor 50 promise. Sail the roads west. Teenage freedom is in the bottom of the lidl bag, clung by ice-creame......Read the rest...

... doodle poodle beagle regal ? pointer join her? bulldog bullfrog? bird-dog wears togs? shepherd peppered? robust adjust? perfect pet picked you bet ......Read the rest...

...Now in my decline from a time back then I remember the days in a life when I was ten, when we lived in a shadow much greater at the foot of the mount and its dormant crater. Where we’d cl......Read the rest...

...emerald green togs choir of birds singing preludes... nature's bridal morn Nature in Spring Themed Haiku Poet......Read the rest...

...I'm ready if you are. Steadily walking past wekas, canoes, sailboats, motorboats, along concrete paths, down ash-felt slopes Across intersecting car trails Drawn only by the beckoning beach. Fe......Read the rest...

...Every age is a nursery for afterthoughts. I am a wardrobe for naked shelves, naked hips and joints, naked space. Behind me old clothes slung on a chair, nylon clouds, woolen hills all only p......Read the rest...

...a remembrance of the perfect girl the phantoms of a wakeless world percale and crisp, so sheets unfurl the bastion of my scheming I find you, sweetly dreaming ... I......Read the rest...

...Said Bashful Billy To this pretty young filly "Can I give you a peck on the cheek?" Said the pretty filly To Bashful Billy "Yes, but first there's something I seek!" Well, Bashful Billy Real......Read the rest...

...Apocalypse Beans Sometimes it seems your chest is about to cave in. You try to catch a breath but your heart flutters like a dry leaf; Just more suburban undulations; Dressed down for a slo......Read the rest...

...Hear the muttered snivel of our kids Puked away to gloom, twinge and disease Wrecked by creeds To fulfill an antique mores Whose ruin is beyond scientific darn See the boulevards and the ......Read the rest...

...I lie here in the prairie wind Covered by grass that has no end Just a pheasant seeking shelter From a world that's helter skelter 'Tis the season of guns and dogs And grown up men in camo togs ......Read the rest...

...My mother wore a duster (Or a housedress) ‘round the house, Which was once the garb of women (Even lacking kids or spouse). It was likely made of cotton In a shift-style meant for ease, Much ......Read the rest...

...Said Bashful Billy To this pretty young filly "Can I give you a peck on the cheek?" Said the pretty filly To Bashful Billy "Yes, but first there's something I seek!" Well, Bashful Bil......Read the rest...

...I feel at liberty having you here, Sitting unassumingly, In the corner of my lounge. Free to cavort naked as my mother bore me, While you remain firm and sure, Spurning your chances to, Remark......Read the rest...

...Said Bashful Billy To this pretty filly "Can I give you a peck on the cheek?" Said the pretty filly To Bashful Billy "Yes, but first there's something I seek!" Well, Bashful Billy Really had no clue......Read the rest...