Best Clinking Poems
The Clinking of the PansPlaying tic tac toe with a triangular time bomb can be said to be a great idea for a triathlon of terrifically trained turnips whose expertise in the feats show a huge display of dedication, dietary dresses, and downright deserved dutiful distinguished drag. But a...
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clinking, baby,
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Backlogs Are Neither Clogs Nor Clinking Chunks of PapersRhinos in a line eating hay often defecate simultaneously and with such a thud it writhes the snakes out of a hibernated slumber. But a single dotted line is neither a breadbasket overloaded and overweight nor is it a queue of paper planes. But zero...
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clinking, america, animal, baseball, basketball,
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ClinkingMy heart is wounded,i'm a living corpse
I'm dead and buried,in my sorrow,i'm dry of sobs
My tears have dreaded,unwaiting of props
My life is tainted,i see no hopes
Tomorrow is unwaited,i've spinned like tops
For my heart is wounded,you left me a corpse...
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Categories:
clinking, absence,
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Didactic