Best Ing Poems

I may slap you, curse you, smack you
Don’t get too serious honey, its monthly fun
I am PMS ing and my trauma is true
Be my gentleman and Pass My Shotgun

I may hate your friends and knock them down
Be any handsome man or cute chick
Don’t get them...

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On hold...

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Where's the point?
Why go on?
I've got no support,
to face the dawn.
The brought me lust,
the got me friends.
In them I did trust,
numbers to all the men.
They got me on the cover,
of every magazine.
Cindy Crawford, move over,
they were quite a team.
Those were the good times,
they were at...

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The muddy water creek-ing along pines
meandering, windless scene
absurd, acerbic, honed.
...

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soft feet

        dis-creet...

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Sinful
                                            minds...

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When I see say saw saunter suck the poetic
pilferings on this site, I rear back and wonder why 
there is no sentient sanctioned sickness
that benefit brash bountifuls 
coporeal clasmic clippings clasping
amiable ambient anticdodal antics
delivering didactic ***** diversitiers
exiting **** exo entrinsic skeleto
scanismic sanctinomalities saying
kissmyassmuss as u...

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My Muse got together 
with the entire Team 
ran off with a Rock band
ner' again to be seen!...

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pondered

I discovered the season's called FALL,
'cause ambition skips casting’s call.
rain and darkness
grumpy bark-ness
I sink like a skiff in a squall

pleaded

Doctor! Doctor! Diagnosis?
It feels fatal — What? Psychosis!!!
extreme lethargy
has it’s way with me
Doctor says it’s the dreaded... HOUSITOSIS!

prescribed

Get off your butt you silly old fool!
Go to...

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is it a noun or is a verb um																		  to ing or not to ing question                																  my son to patronize a thing 																	 gerunds ung unga to...

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It started out as a harmless flirtation
Nothing serious for three week’s of vacation

But Fall’s cool breeze must have blown love in
For we instantly connected, our souls akin

Soon we were spending all of our days together
And I knew he wasn’t just strutting his feathers

He liked me...

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Carbohydrates, caffeine and chocolate

Crave, create and crash
The season of darkness upon us
Time for a hundred yard dash

To the food mart
Fill up the cart
With stimulants and cheer

Same old story, 
same solution
Just a different year...

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jolt,the body coughs
lightening has struck a golfer
theres no hope for him...

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two tyburns

poet
show grit
no-hit
know it

The poet who can show grit won’t fall
prey like no-hit guys who know it all?

when he
any
plenty
many

When he writes anything, he’s “brain”ing;
many write plenty, just complaining....

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I
A day, a blessing, misshapen
Careless words, good deeds overtaken
You rise, we rise: building on the trough
Cresting arrested; environment looks tough
We cannot fall further, sink lower
We remain connected, no matter the matter
Mother and child, ocean & waves, eternally
Somewhere deeper, Universe is you and me

II
You were cresting,...

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