Best Touts Poems

Himalayan  Trip-Trap

They poured in,  before the deluge
To surpass the natives in numbers
folks in their  cribs -through-hearse  stages, 
trusting like kids, ...

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Life's like a poorly penned poem,
punctuated by emotions.
And lacking in substance and weight,
dreams are abstract and mystical.

Influencing both heart and soul,
love touts its own philosophy.
Postulating...

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"The Odyssey of We are Centre"



Where does he come through 
with his fishing lines?
Casting off metaphors
worms of vitriol
hooked and dipped,
he’s so green backed  
rolling...

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On the streets of lively Mumbai,
Close to the sandy Juhu,
They serve Chaat and Masala Chai,
To make your heart go Yoohooo!!

The English, Locals and Arabs!
Jews, Africans...

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Durin' my nearly four-score years I've had many a grand repast,
But there's one delicacy that will never, ever be surpassed!
There ain't nothin' like a huge...

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I glimpse the tidal waves, rise high,
Sweaty brows drip, a dry.
surf boarders and  dipper are so many,
dolphin rides touts coerce you for just a...

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A sizzling hot pancake metropolis
   Kingsize of all market places,
   Every mystery is salable 
   The wind and shadows...

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On freezing days, I turn to fleece
To wear beneath my down;
And wool or corduroy might work
When traipsing through the town.

But there’s an oft-forgotten cloth
That also...

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I've traversed Kansas more times than I care to remember,
In the searin' heat of August and the chilly cold of December.
I suppose the Kansas Tourism...

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The nation is very rich indeed
 But,
 Wounded out of loss direction;
 Wounded out of lack of ambition,
 Weeping out of lack of impulse;
 Wounded...

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The sun rises, and as she takes her place,
a sanguine sun tints ivory skin pink.
And my artist's hand soon begins to race,
sketching her beauty with...

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The States are a total mess
and crumbling under the stress.
Trump has nuclear access,
yet he attacks the free press.
Turning his back on progress,
he touts the value...

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'Tis said that God loves all His creatures great and small.
Here are just a few of them - I can't begin to name them all!
He...

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No, It was not my time
to jaunt & jump about 
the Morld with You, to
glowering-green-glows
of Ischia, the privileges
of Mackinac, "...our Paris, Ilsa!"...

Ornamented ataud &
calefacted incinerators...

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A warrior by nature as summer grew in sultry heat,
I sweated with desire to count coup on the first foe I beat,
Swear by my breech...

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