Best Lump Poems

-Escape of the mountain-

Do you care about my breast?
The new curve - countryside corset
The beauty of every summer dress 
Laying down, wearing out gravity 
Embracing...

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Someone who knows
Said You were an old ancient Tree,
But at the time, it didn’t really matter, 
Or seem important to me.
I knew You only for...

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I’m on my way into the grocery store
when I see him huddled near the shop doorway
In his outstretched hand
an empty coffee cup
I throw in a...

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I, who always used to gravitate toward health and fitness,
would flatter myself that I was too healthy to ever get a bad disease.
Then it happened!...

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When I got home from camp today,
My parents almost died.
They asked me how I got this way,
And here's what I replied:

"This little cast from heel...

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'Twas the night before Christmas
when I and my groom
finally found a motel 
but with just one room.

My groom was in the bathroom -
leaving me alone-
so...

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A lot of acquaintances deemed me lucky, and I knew I was,
For I had a successful life, when all could have been chaos.

I had a...

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I’ve picked it up a hundred times
yet dropped it just once more
So I give up, the blasted thing
can lay there on the floor

And stepping out...

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A silence without words
no rhyme or verse
The mesmerizing power of the voice
through lyric and lullaby
The feeling that stings in the stomach
White paper and black ink...

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Breasts, boobies, knockers, **** – call them what you will
We are talking about breast cancer – and sadly it can kill

The key to success with...

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I once was fast and so athletic. Bad afflictions? I had none.
Measles, mumps (the normal things). Youth was so much fun.

Then came my childbearing early...

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Humpty Dumpty always sat on that wall
Except for the one time he had a great fall
So always but once that anyone can recall
Which is why...

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strange it was there just the other day 
hanging about as usual, 
reminding me in my mirrored image 
of my definite femininity 
now gone, am...

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He spat with high contempt
    and requires its place
    One minute of silence ... not a second more
 ...

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I heard him close shut the attic door,
I snuck in and saw him on the floor.

He found the box that I stored away,
As I turned...

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