Best Stint Poems

Thought I'd write about something naughty

I'm good at it as you very well know

It comes from decades of ogling these ladies

And watching them put on...

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GOLD AND BLOOD 

Mantis eyes magnetised her sister’s heart
felt its imprisoned glint of gold
willed it to enlarge into a 
     ...

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Take my hand, walk with me.
I'll show you fragments from my life.
Its broken sidewalks,silently paved by broken souls,
their anger pent up from a world war.
I'll...

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Should'a Read The Fine Print


I am intrigued by all computer tasks,
and competent and skilled in every scheme
from word process and graphic arts design,
to spreadsheets, database...

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The line of people out the door.
The queue that snaked around the floor.
The building's sleek art deco style.
The carpets' faded plush red pile.

The "Coming Soon"...

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Time
Our stint
Together 
Seems to glide by
Two days feels like hours
Those moments I cling to
Memories, like air we breathe
Till we are no longer apart 
Mutual love...

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What does autumn sunshine gloriously reveal?
When the sun sets too swiftly in the west keel
When a breeze said, "Sweetheart, I admire you."
Now moan the dying...

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Jumbled jewels all glisten
Ready for a stint imprisoned
Stuck in setting glory losing
Witness to debauchery and boozing

Bound in filth a nugget found
Pasture yields a bounty fast
Cut...

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"Road to Lovejoy - Piano for the Self Taught" (Part 2)


His name was
Flight Left-Tennant V.C.Burton,
or "Victor Charlie Bravo", when he
got pulled over by the cops,...

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In a sense everything is a seed of it's successor
The universe is change, life is judgement
Those aren't my words, they're a famous author
The rest of...

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be careful what you wish for on this journey called life
and that what you wish for lines up with the spirit of Christ
be careful what...

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You were an Afghan, Farid Khan by name,
A name less known to the world today.
You ran away from home,
Because your own step-mother plotted against you.
Now...

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When I think of the times in therapy that I spent with Lenny, they weren't that of a therapist to a patient.  They were...

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And after had passed the two enraged by
On which I had before pointed my sight,
I turned to others evil-born my eye.

I saw one, who the...

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Pessimists call Maths, abyss of a subject,
A subject invented to detest their brains,
A subject of arithmetical errors,
Errors, that need a heap of stint to complete...

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