Sport Beauty Poems

Volleybelles body
Sport storming goddess
So gorgeous beauty....

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To go out with friends
Without having a care in the world
To find people
who just get me
And accept me the way I am
To be good at...

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With your dad idling in a box stand for huge bucks.
Over time, you're fled with mates, proving plucks.
After all, swiftly, your kids start engaging in...

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I arrived, quite by chance, in the Valley of Lissing
‘Twas a land of plenty—Only color was missing

Except, that is, for the magnificent jewels
That gleamed like...

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Beard wearing goes in cycles in men
Women not so much, avoiding the trend
The midst of an upswing
More manly's the thing
Even horses sport a pasture length...

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Beauty regimes at my age are enough to
Overwhelm most passionate fashionistas
I’ll just sport a big smile as big as can be
And hope for the best...

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Like always it was there in my abode
Chirping, singing until I opened my eyes

Curious to see its little face
I followed it into the woods

But the...

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The discomfort of dear soul
Wants elation and manic goal
Intoxication's sport on smokers' spot
Fascinating aromas and Jack Daniels' blot

Strolling out by getting drunk
In your charm I...

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Beauty regimes at my age are enough to
Overwhelm most passionate fashionistas
I’ll just sport a big smile as big as can be
And hope for the best



AP:...

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There is no sound
Except for skates scraping the ice
Spinning fast
Jumping high
Complete concentration is needed,
To perform this beautiful sport...

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YOUR BEAUTY

May I please have your attention.
Your beauty to me is an attraction,
My day and night imagination.
Many are jealous for to them it's an irritation.
Whilst...

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The ass so phatt
Snared and trapped by hypocrisy
Quintisential Questions
Beg The question
what about that ass so phatt?
Looks good to pretenders
What is your soul food, Mabeline and...

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Wouldn't it seem to persist an unspoken personal longing for perfection?
Is insinuated toward poetic supremacy; obviously . . .
I would feel confident in generalizing the...

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Victoria's Secret's out; it's plain to see:
the catwalk girls all live on celery
They love their carrot sticks, a sheer delight
Those Angels are themselves like feathers;...

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Indian Summer

The skies are turning washed-out winter blue;
The wind blows hints of frosty future chill;
Leaves now swirl, or sport a varied hue,
And scents of fall...

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