Best Snug As A Bug In A Rug Poems

Snuggle in
    as snug as a bug in a rug

  Be it a struggle
  Be your limbs supple
  Be you a married couple
    or not ~ Snuggle in...

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It starts with a little yawn,
then a stretch, both fore and aft.
Next the blankets start to move,
I just have to laugh.

She shuffles up from the bottom,
of the bed, where warm and snug,
she had slept the whole night through,
as snug as a bug in a rug.

But,...

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This outlier locked up (snug as a bug in a rug) within the keystone state
extremely remote from ground zero of Biblical deluge, he humbly didst rate
the pride and prejudice (questionable sense and sensibility) 
   of indiscriminate resultant landfall upon this oblate
  ...

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I’m behind her eyes throughout the night,
I’m playing with her dream.
She doesn’t realise it’s me that knows,
Shadows aren’t as they seem.

I make her feel comfort, safe and secure, 
As snug as a bug in a rug.
She doesn’t realise my smoke’s more than toxic, 
A dreamy...

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The sweetest time
I get to spend
All day through
Is at the end
 
Goodnight time
Is on its way
Grab a book 
In bed we'll lay
 
Our favorite book
"The Giving Tree"
Soon enough 
You'll be asleep
 
Close your eyes
"Snug as a bug in a rug"
It's time to sleep
A goodnight kiss,...

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Well I fancy her, I fancy you, fancy that and it sure feels good, the way you touch my face, the way you kiss my lips and your body close to mine, candle light and fire light intensifying the mood, ecstasy under a red velvet...

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A hoodlum, (albeit respectable) in bedlam

whiling away his time playing solitaire...
November second two thousand and twenty
fast approaching the final countdown

With less than twenty four, twenty three, 
twenty two...  hours
harkening, heralding or (worse case scenario)
hindering the presidential election,
I trumpet mounting tension and suspense,
whereby anticipation hangs
analogous...

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an average of 2,830 cubic meters

per second of rich silt

forms an alluvial plain 

spreads outward in a fan shape

from sedimentary deposit whereby

ancient Egyptian civilizations got built

adorning arid topography invaluable

like aorta pumping blood at the nape

of the neck, yet analogous context

engendered engineering feats without guilt

whereby artisans,...

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A Harlem hoodlum, (albeit respectable)...

ready for night time in bedlam
after swallowing me favorite dram,
cuz reasonable rhyme resembles flimflam.

Whiling away his time playing solitaire...
initially prepped, honed, and crafted
November second two thousand and twenty
slightly tweaked February nineteenth
two thousand twenty two.

Then with less than twenty four hours
(today 23,760...

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His black sheep
Dark skinned, a chubby with brown eyes
Hair so fluffy, as he wished it was blonde.
Ugly to his eyes, even more pigchunky
That even blows off my confidence
I tried acting bubbly but her pain crushed my spirit

I've been boiling an ocean,
His critics as he keeps...

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Oh I wish I could give out a hug,
To all those around me I love,
See FaceTime is fine, for a moment in time,
But it really just isn’t enough!

Oh I wish I could give out a hug,
I really have missed them so much,
But we mustn’t be...

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Nothing boot toe till rot and duff feet...

Attempting nightly ritual
nsync with sole and
instep of beat
January second 21:08
two thousand twenty
footwear equipped with
custom made cleat

proudly standing tall
(think) as an elite
able, eager, and ready
to sprint skyhigh fleet
ting into netherlands
(towering well over
other wiry antennae thin contestants,

hence exception to
maximum height...

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Nothing boot toe till rot and duff feet...

concerning yours truly
poor righteous leftist sole.

Great way to begin the new year
mine little feet about size nine wear
sneakers acquired At Ian's Boots
not for profit business 
origin of said enterprise 
brings more'n one tear.

Attempting nightly ritual
nsync with sole and
instep...

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It’s funny what went through my mind…the joy….the wonder….the pride
when I looked into the eyes of my grandson,
as he looked into the eyes of his bride.

As I watched this wonderful young man…I found it difficult to understand….
where all the time has gone since I could...

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