Best Flea Bitten Poems

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And she smells good without keeping all ...

Beef, sitting lonely on that lies floating on the tufted floor. "Surely," I was napping, cold noodles, I implore!

But the Raven, "Nevermore."

Deep...

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Here comes Buck Toothed Chuck 
from Hickville Street,
Sorriest feller you 
ever did meet.
Walkin' his flea bitten dog
down the street,
Scratchin' his head and
flip flopping his feet.
If he asks for money
best say, "No way"!
'Cuz it'll slip through his fingers
in less than a day.
He'll be spittin' tobackee
the whole...

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In the Australian vernacular
he was a ‘flea-bitten’ grey.
Not dappled like a dream horse
but speckled like a rock and not a 
fine large horse like Tom Cable’s
 roman-nosed, Major.

Dad had traded for him- with Tom -
two rolls of barbed wire and a fence strainer.  
He...

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You made a lot of money
selling lewd photos of nude
Then you parlayed your profits
into cyber surfing —  
triple X cinema ***** crude
Nasty video sex business you were so into
Your vested interest was
a skin flick portfolio bankroll ...
Dirty money bottom line
Letting curious customers
put their cyber...

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This is a rat infested; flea bitten, trash seeking, concrete hardened,
Winter frozen, nose closing stench I call life.
Poverty my wife:
Ash my nourishment; paper my blanket; disorder my order;
Sewage my water; concrete my mattress; streets my room
No-one is who I am
Living to see another day my...

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Handcuff Wrists

What constitutes correct campaign contribution?
Also, show me what should be right solution
That will put proper feather in our each cap
So we can avoid having a political mishap.

Maybe might be a maximum requirement
And where all of the money may have went
Instead of person who is...

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I will be a memory tomorrow
To one more lover than I am today.
She will be gone and I'll face my sorrow -
Another country song for Hank to play.

But there'll be others to lighten my load,
An' a little Jack Daniels on the side.
It ain't my first...

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We'll all be old dogs someday 
if we last so long. 
We'll remember when we were young 
and active and greatly loved. 

But then one day someone 
dumped us off at the side of the road 
because adult diapers were getting 
expensive and conversations 
took...

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Crystal, my flea bitten nuisance of a kitten, brought me a little token of affection tonight.
I deplore mice.
Even dead ones.
Filthy buggers.

But, there sat Crystal.  Mouse at her feet, mewing at me.  As if to say
"See, I love you, even if you are a...

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So America, how does it feel?
To choose a dumbass of a president
Such as Donald Trump" now?
Not so great a ruler is he?

He doesn't know the facts
He didn't take precautions
He didn't have backup plans
He doesn't know what he's doing.

He brainwashed half the masses
To follow him like...

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I had gone looking for trouble.
I found it.
I had awoke in a sour mood.  Very unlike myself at all.  I am usually, always in good 
cheer.
Almost, always.
I was spoiling for a fight.
The need radiated from me.
Even Crystal could sense the difference in my...

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Fruitful faeries flying freshly frightenly faraway
Flashing flea-bitten furry fireflies fantasy fey,
Faux flash-dancing flowery figs flowing flippantly free,
Ferocious fierce foursome fruit-flies flying fantasy’s flea.
	
Fast-fingered flicker formidably frugally fit flexible.
Frosting frilly flounder’s fluorescent fetish fully fixable.
Fanciful freckled fathomably frosted filly fibs flitting,
Fashionable forcefully fanatical farmhand fuzzily fretting.

Fun-loving,...

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At your very birth,
before your fanciful embellishments,
they not only gazed, but breathed into you
and meant and did you no harm.
You were so pure and they were so true.
Guarding you, guiding you, teaching you,
knowing quite well what you were,
but perhaps not what you would be;
they wished...

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Wynken Blynken and Nod???
(ah...oh methinks this pissant pooch woof lee 
barked up the wrong tree – 
reed don my mongrel friend)

This poetic endeavor doth not boast nor brag
to take digs on front page
     headline grabbing news, nonetheless dag
nab bit significant dysfunction...

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Buddy my friend
you came to my house
unwanted by me. Loved
by our Man, and Dragged in
by the little girl that our man
just Couldn't tell NO! So many
times I have returned home
UN-afraid because I knew you
took good care of your duties
as guard to your "people".
So many times...

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