Bait Poems - Poems about Bait

Daylight breath in my face like primrose blooming in spring sending fumes all over the place and I opened my mouth and gasp for breath I twist and turn a dozen times before I could drag myself out of bed but I made one final leap and toss the pillow in the street and break the sleep deficit...

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We will use you as bait, she said I stared at my partner, the head detective Wishing that I had paid attention...

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Bait It's So Hard To Please Your Master When Your Master Is One. -Gray Squirrel 01-04-2025 ...

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• In the good ol' days • I used to wait • Nowadays I'm used as bait...

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Isn't that fish called Bunkers, it's bait fish To some it is bait For most of us here In the Philippines It's called Breakfast Lunch and Dinner For a few days....

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My cat Anna She likes to slide Anna Banana Coming in wide Riding on the slimy peel Paws stained bright yellow Chasing after her next meal Furry white mouse fellow Stopping short, missing the turn Sliding past the bait Doesn't learn, feeling the burn Tasty treat will have to wait Mouse scurries out the gate Poor cat always late ...

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Yo-ho, all together Hoist the colors high Heave ho, thieves and beggars Never shall we die- Sail the seas, calm or rugged See what lies underneath Creatures of old, the ship they drugged To the cold of the sea, beneath Among the men, there was a treasure Diamond in the rough- Chased by men, for their pleasure Till she had had, enough In the waves, conscious faded There...

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brown skin baby feet muddy waters slavery aligator bait...

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I was having a beer at the bar then she walked in It was more of a strut with the sway of her hips. Her ruby red lips were made for kissing In the mirror behind the bar I caught her looking at me and raised my glass. She waited a while before she sat beside me. She ordered...

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Shun the bait while there is time Not all moments are made to rhyme There is greatness in rising after fall But, sometimes, better to shun the call Hands of temptation sway too often And your heart, it tends to soften But, you don't always eat the food Even if the taste is good See your...

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Watch out! She plays the seduction game too well, my friend. Be careful now! Just the flick of her eyelid hypnotizes benighted meek men. Her come-hither wink, enough to reel in fishes big and small. Tread with caution! Don't fall for her charms. She's a dangerous spider luring unsuspecting prey into her sticky, intricate web with an enticing bait. Beware! She's led legions of men to utter destruction like a...

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Title 2/ BAIT Quote: Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare. William Blake The transiting sun shines on you deceptively, spreads shifting spectrum in chameleon sky, the masked faces designed by innate ingenious craft, walk you baited on the golden garden’s blind pathway. In the deluding dim night of deceptive dreams, their footfall is unheard...

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“Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare” William Blake With a fragile earth warm, I lure my Labeo rohita. Minute minnows manage many magical Mackerels. Shrimps attract snapper, arowana, and tilapia. Aren't baits also in the form of bread, biscuits, and bagels? Best cows as baits to lions, fleshy fawns as baits to tigers Live dogs lure the...

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"Inspired by Title #2, Bait- Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare." ...

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Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare Or else devour at leisure whilst you're there Feast as death approaches, close eyes, be unaware If baited is your fate perhaps embrace the lair Oh so very tempting is your last ever feast To get it sometimes we'll draw out our inner beast Salvation looks like the place we like...

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