Best Joined At The Hip Poems

Donald Duck Chancellor of this fowl kingdom 
wearing an upside down smile's raging hypocrite backwards 
this deranged Duck twitters to and fro as his unhinged subjects 
unwittingly applaud him onto a victory march that never appears equal 
except in his alternate universe of oneness 
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Donald Duck Chancellor of this fowl kingdom 
wearing an upside down smile's raging hypocrite backwards 
this deranged Duck twitters to and fro as his unhinged subjects 
unwittingly applaud him onto a victory march that never appears equal 
except in his alternate universe of oneness 
...

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No, not a geyser,
Not a woman,
Old faithful sits
Patiently in my kitchen,
Awaiting my need for her

Old faithful is an organ,
Rich velvety tones
Growls when I ask her
Or spits, or even moans...

What a companion
She does make
No need for deception,
No room for fake...

She's gotten me through,
Many a rough time
She...

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Islands

Islands are – it seems – so many of us.
Worlds apart – alone – in the seas of life.
Joined at the hip – by an adversarial universe.
Amputated from a living solar system
 by the master surgeons – insecurity, self doubt,
criticism, negativity,  skewed points of...

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"Books and Covers"



"Books and Covers"

"Covers and Books"

"Stories and Lovers"

"Lovers and Stories"

"Some Time It Took"

"Spinning Wheels Spinning"

"Needles Pricking Thumbs"

"Agatha and Daphne"

"Danvers is Rebecca's Mum"

"Casting Fishing Hooks and Aspersions"

"Bewitching Hour"

"Drinking Potions of Lovespell's Nasturtiums"

"Lost Love Woods" 

"Hidden Powers"

"Wolves Walking Through Mirrors"

"Poison and Plumbs"

"Speaking in Tongues"

"Let This Not...

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I know what your thinking before you even speak

Dancing through life cheek to cheek

Walk in each others steps until were smitten

We know our destiny before its written

Soul to soul our hearts do flip

Inseparable forever joined at the hip

Hand to hand eye to eye

Together again and...

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tripwire with spiked barbs 
two trite puns joined at the hip
slapstick jabs that bruise...

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Silhouettes in fume thump to a doom, 
They stomp with the rhythm of drums,
They point to the sky and spread open wide, 
Their wrists and fingers and thumbs,

These thousands of people joined at the hip, 
Joined by a common desire,
To lose themselves in the roar...

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My beloved father died
about six years ago
We were "joined-at-the-hip"
or were told that so,
When he died,
I kept getting his
credit card bills,
They grew impatient
for his ability to pay was nill

I got tired of trying
to explain,
That he wouldn't be signing
anymore checks again

So to one and all
I requested a...

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The arch she holds is quite Roman 
The barrel of my pistol is elongated 
Click---Click---Bang; the race has begun 
Swerving, maneuvering, and dodging 
Joined at the hip on the last lap
Cramps begin to set in 
Only one will survive 
With her intuitive mind she turns...

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In a world of decayed morals
Where change happens in a blink
Choices are based on greed and sex
Soulmates are all but extinct

To say that people are joined at the hip
It's only a temporary thing
In these, "me first" times of self gratification
One simply just takes off their...

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Ivie Twombley
1884-1913

Lottie Gordon and me were always together.
Joined at the hip, most folks would say;
You never met two ladies quite like us.
If you had known Lottie and Ivie,
The two of us at age 21,
If you had gotten to know us for our real selves;
Wild bachelorettes...

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I wish that I could make you see that you have someone that truly loves you right in front of your eyes
I love you so much, I pray for you to come back to me. I wish you can hear my silent cries
I leave a...

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We were like the sun in the month of May

Now we're like June, with the sun gone astray

Like Ice on a July mornin

Now, we don't belong

We were like sand on the beach; so cleansing & smoothe

But now we're like the shore, that's washed away

We used...

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A Tear for Don

I still shed a tear over you, Don,
I wish you were still here, alive.
Remember the day we first met, Don,
A pair of young schoolboys aged five?

Remember how we were like brothers, Don?
The way we were always together.
We seemed to be joined at...

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