Best Gals Poems

Dear Southern Gals

Savannah - oh honey
You beautiful Belle
Your locks long and loose
And silver as well
Muted mementos
Of suffering of pain
Of tears you have wept
Long rivers of rain

Georgia - oh honey
You dear southern Belle
Your story is cruel
And shameful as well
Your tresses have witnessed
In somber green gray 
The...

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What gospels on sunday afternoon
Are four quarters male members tune
With flat screens on wall?
The chair-men want football
And shall yell like a wild baboon


Author's note: This poem was inspired by Lori Hopkin's "This ones for the guys" which is worth a good look.  My apologies...

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Ahhh, Those Sexy Southern Gals

A write for such a very fine night
echoes drifted in as day lost light
Whispers of former days with sweet gals
partying with my old longtime pals!

Thoughts of future days so far away
living each minute no thought to pay
Life, love and fortune always...

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Unquotable quotes: Gals, Dolls, Bitches and Broads – XXXVII

An adulterous couple soon make lying, cheating and downright treachery (not to mention their role as carriers of germs within the orbit of the family) the principal characteristic of an ethic which is underwritten and buoyed by...

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Unquotable quotes: Gals, Dolls, Bitches and Broads – XXXVII

( No aspersions are being cast here, willingly or otherwise, on the fairer, stronger and infinitely more sagacious sex. Even if these over-used words are somewhat overloaded with derogatory connotations, depending on the circumstances, their use here...

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Those three must not eat at all, we corpulent cats said.
It was class reunion time, and our backsides were spread.
They are still stuck up observed my friend Toddie Tedd.
I bet they don’t eat sugar, salt, chips, spaghetti or bread.

They dress too fancy too, they think...

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Kalamazoo kids went off to war
leaving giddy gals to go forward in fractured
factories ~from music to munitions
gay guitars would wait until battered boys
came hurriedly home...

or would they wait?

The thought was there but Gibson's gals 
did not care for world war and behind 
the building's walls...

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The Unrealistically Color Blind Gals and Guys

The guy over the boundary
Across the river must be a fool
To say that without imagery
No poem is a poem
But how will I create an image
Of the good will I have in my heart
For you all
And the best wishes i...

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We many wear our denim cutoffs a little bit to short but that's the way we like it. 
Sometimes we may let our dark brown roots come in on our bleach blonde do, 
but our men like it that way. Sometimes we may drink too...

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It takes many days walking the path God has given,
limping with arthritic stagger, aching unrelentlessly.

Any matter that this condition came on as I retire,
nearly psychosomatic! I must look old age in the face

and laugh. I will not surrender to the cause of death
of my youth...

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Trick-or-treating comic strip gals walked down the street.
The rest of us got out of the way of this wholesome treat.
They were sensuous for sure, these comic strip gals.
All the way we could hear comic strip boys yelling their wows....

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