Best Hotfooted Poems

Syrupy with recipe ran along brasseries 
Peiping, Mags and Oasis pricey rotisseries
Sizzling sizzlers the Peter Cat’s clamor 
Addled couples fending their pockets out of scarce. 

Boogie with deejays rhythm along discos
Tantra, Fusion and Roxy surfaced floorshows
Mass hangout the Some Place Else’s beckon
Mini-fashioned getups makes the...

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John and Bath, short for Bathsheba Adams, were quite a pair.  Nothing ever got them down, except maybe an occasional cold.  Even then she would take hers out into the cold winter day of the back parking lot of the slum tenement building....

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The skies were darkening,
The sun had set,
The game was on,
And I had lost the bet!

I hated this game,
I never wanted to be IT,
How had this happened,
I knew I had to flit.

SPUD was the game, 
You may have played it too,
Each letter stood alone,
Some torture designed...

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I have my second graders coloring cutting and gluing.
It is taking them quite a bit of time. They are chatting too.
This is counseling class, I encourage socializing.
I arrived five minutes early and let the substitute teacher have a break.
He thanked me and hotfooted it out...

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