Best Polo Poems

Marco! Marco! He said
No polo, just the voices inside his head
Marco! Marco! That one person said
And asked, “why aren’t you dead?”...

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your smart hat and coifed 
charcoal brows your blue
questions about how I’m 
moving through the day
have me in hand 
reminiscing
making me want you
and reminiscing
more and more...

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I got a polo neck jumper.
She said they were in.
Pep wears one.
He hasn’t manboobs.
Ribbed, dark grey.
Tighter than it should of been.
With a vintage leather, black jacket.
Sophisticated,continental, 
so I bought a pain au chocolate.
From Greggs.
I think he thought I was francais as
I ordered and added si...

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Pummeling skin to score
More of a game than a war

Preventing immunization 
A killer strategic sensation 
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In my day summer fun was crazy!
Malta comes to mind, vivid memories.
Playing water polo in the roughest sea!
Crazy!
Snorkelling on my own, two minutes down,
looking up, fifty foot, gagging!
Worth it, the wonders seen, amazing!
Crazy!
Three times rescued, suffering cramp,
swimming, the worse, with a friend,
we'd swam a bay...

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