Beat A Hasty Retreat Poems - Poems about Beat A Hasty Retreat

...HO HO WHOA Second Chance algorithm drawing for January 17, 2025 No matter I kept fingers and toes crossed, and waited with bated breath since January 2, 2025 even converted from skeptic to ortho......

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...My anger when watched all but nude, It soon beat a hasty retreat. Fury’s a shy maid in black mood, When exposed, ogled at, would quit, Feel helpless, void of all her wit. _______________________......

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...Millions of Ukrainians without water, power or heat But his pronouns he didn't know Volodymyr beat a hasty retreat Hopeful he came; incredulous he would go......

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...The Ukrainian flag flies again in Kherson, it is a joy to see The Russian army are running scared from Ukraines military Russia pulled out its army saying it was a tactical move But against Uk......

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...It was a glorious summer day and I woke up with the lark Got my wheelchair ready and then headed to the park I noticed a girl out jogging, with her dog down by the lake And felt a chill as the......

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...Thru deliberate seductive liaisons, ploys, and underhanded gambits, I tendered illicit, explicit and complicit shenanigans blatant actions to foment coital adulteration. Ofttime these discrete ......

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...I once lived in high Montana and I knew a man who live there, went by the name Rodrigo, known to most for his wild hair. But Roddy didn’t grow it long to try and impress some girl, Roddy was ......

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...Back in the day living a riotous life in London I used to walk along Park Lane almost nightly I was living in Paddington but went out in Mayfair Often as I passed the Grosvenor Hotel there was a b......

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...A coyote pack was howling as the sun crowned Zack Waverly was weary, he'd travelled around Zack takes up the narrative, better I found. High noon, I rode the bay into Rotgut town With fixed int......

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...When we were young boys on our farm. A fish tale never meant any harm, We oft were given a look, When from such a tiny brook, We claimed a fish as long as your arm. But then our neighbor named......

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