Best Donnas Poems

My friend is in trouble and I
Don't know what she needs
She won't say in fact
She hardly says anything
That I haven't pulled out of her
Like pulling...

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Ankle wrapped, lipstick gleams
Music is heard in the backbeats of faint rhythms
This is just me, and myself

There are people      ...

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Those poetic,Prima Donna poets, who ignore 
you!
Oh, dear! They are here alright!
But you are insignificant, so they take their
arrogant flight.

How dare tthey not comment and...

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green fingers plucked you
to become prima donnas
of the dumping site

on a sandy grave
poverty's roses are placed
by sorrowful hearts...

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We Are Who We Are

We are the HFB
All my crazy and loving friends and me,
Everyday I try to relax and chill
And share my day and...

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AN ELEGY FOR ENGLAND
Posturing politicians pursuing their
pompous persona,oblivious of the
obvious,contemptuous of the common
man,and common sense that therein abides.
Such bella-donnas,a deadly night-shade
in their braying bubble poisoned...

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Just came from a Doo Wop show - 
Such energy! Such fun!
The spotlight managed to be shared,
All night, by everyone.

No prima donnas here, just folks
Performing...

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Supporting England's like being bipolar
one minute they'll win it the next it's over
we resort to branding them prima donnas
though we ourselves sure they'd win honours,

the...

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When I was young, my class was filled
With Lindas, Donnas, Sues.
Our parents mostly stuck to names
Quite common when they’d choose.

But each few years the choices...

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For there unto death....
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Is the sheperd of all life
And whom may stand
Against it's inevitable, and
Gripping hands?
Infectious merchants
Selling the here and now
As if there were no...

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My prison is a chain link fence
Beneath the neon lights
The sky bleeds blood orange
And dogs bark at metallic monsters

Crossing over the dirty bridge
Watching a dead...

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The daylight gets in
Into the room where she plays the piano
And she sits there and thinks
“I’m so sick of daylight
So bored with the sun
Someone give...

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BREXIT the background
Posturing politicians pursuing their pompous persona,oblivious of the obvious, contemptuous of the common man,and common sense that therein abides.Such bella-donnas,a deadly night-shade in...

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Inspiration to composers,past  - 
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happy day
squirrel ballet
tutus a twirl
laced slippers awhirl

recital galore
never a bore
fluffy tails spinning
prima donnas are winning

happy day happy day
loving this squirrel ballet...

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