Bedbugs Poems - Poems about Bedbugs

... Portraits of hedgehogs on his grimy tiled walls Pete did for good taste what heat does for snow balls Though a weird kind of charm lay on his carpeted floor Not hed......

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...Bedbugs If bedbugs want to they can suck out the air pressure in airtight chambers. ......

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... it’s the small things, always, like a locked door, like silence after 3 a.m., no more eyes watching over the sheets I sleep on, and the laundry, god, the laundry— clean and mine, folded by my o......

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...Mr bedbug bugs my bed My bed is bored and bugged Mr bedbug can't share any part in my bed My bed is bored and by bedbugs bugged Mr bedbug plays hide and seek It loves to bite and hide for me t......

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...Believe it or not, their ubiquitous webs Are everywhere; they are the dictators Who kidnap, maim, torture and kill teachers, Poets, ordinary folks and babies in their cribs. They rob and ransack ......

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...Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night In my ramshackle torn straw old bed The mice are chewing my toes And the bedbugs bite Elephants dancing in my head I think to myself "It's not ......

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...What The Roses Don’t Say by Michael R. Burch Oblivious to love, the roses bloom and never touch ... They gather calm and still to watch the busy insects swarm their leaves ... They sway, bem......

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...Bygones are again beginning. Big Nose Kate and Doc Holliday bang and toss China plates, bothering my ears with their blooming Southern inhospitality. Bedbugs, I never want em, because they bi......

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...Modest finances We're supposed to travel to the Algarve, stay at a posh hotel, and eat at a restaurant that sells African food on my birthday So many medical bills coming, an unhealthy thud in ......

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...CRAP MISSION : This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.... VERSE 1: Well, all the signs I saw, Were stroke for us all. Expressing ourselves in accord, It's simple for me coming forth. Their fallacies k......

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...I solemnly received my first toilet auger As if it were a knight’s well-tempered sword. It meant I’d passed my ninety-day audition, And seemed to me a suitable reward. And so began my tenure wo......

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...Poets : Paciolo Pen Saint Ft Empress Paciolo: Gently - warmly Let your thighs caress secretly under my shelter A long creep into the flight of my mood Empress: I'll knee before thy ......

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...Dreams in the Bunk By Sy Roth An aching tired eats away, Slurping at his soul Yearning wakefulness from the darkness. He heaved. Sigh in a soft world of crimson-waving flowers Dancing a......

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...I am waiting for my hair to dye Because I look like a skunk, which I think is amazing But bothers my first and last husband. He is clean and neat. Prissy. He likes things done up. He likes a ma......

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...Barely hung-up tattered rags Never appear like dead frogs Neither so should an old lad Ever behave like bedbugs Why, flashy car and gowns, Dominate human desires? Worn clogs could make them b......

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