Best Juiced Poems

congregate and anticipate please,
eliminate traces of old dirty fleas.
please don't confuse any old thoughts with these.
christmas trees smell better without presents.

pungent, pulpy stenches float up my nose,
duct-taped paper-clips make a nice rose,
miniature villages, cotton-ball snows,
oranges and pine needles smell good.

recycle orange peels which first were...

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Lusty two hearts
in the crimsoning tranquil eve
The lulling gentle breeze
coupled their juicy lips.
 
Playing with their tongues 
that sweetened the taste
Was blitzed deeply
untill they imbibed their sensuality.
 
Spur with the slurp
and fastening warm aroma of their breaths
choired with their dewed jucicy lips
Excrement drunk like intimated...

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Every morning, all my life,
I drink a glass of juice.
It helps the pills go down
And it is healthy, you’d deduce.

But as I just discovered,
If you did, you would be wrong,
For fruit juice in a healthy diet
Just does not belong.

It’s filled with sugar, so much so
It’s...

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Bushel of berries,
sapphire sky will sweat laughter.
Juiced up will bare fruit....

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