Best Under My Thumb Poems

I always had Angie Under My Thumb,
one day I heard her honking her car horn.
What had she just done with her anger,
my candy apple red vette she did Paint It Black.
She was yelling back at me,
You Can't Always Get What You Want.
Now I will Tumblin...

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I met ANGIE in a bar where grief drank quiet,
where HONKY TONK WOMEN spilled perfume and regret.
She moved like WILD HORSES with nowhere left to run—
said, “I’m safer UNDER MY THUMB than out in the open.”

She kissed like a dare and left like smoke.
On RUBY...

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From an early age she yearned for something great
What it was she did not know, but she really couldn’t wait

For many interests she had, both large and small
Her love of animals and great friendships, she grew with them all

An insecure father who controlled all around
Was...

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WONDERFUL SURPRISE

              where’s our white kitty?
       on the plush    blue bathroom rug
           ...

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To hell with them! I never think of them 
I forget they exist, until I spot them 
Then I get mad!

Oh yes, I loathe them so, as much as I do roaches
I loathe them so much I feel like screaming 
I wish I could urinate...

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>>1111>>REVELATION<<1111<<

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the new renaissance
pushed the envelope too far
actions speak louder than words
under my thumb from your torture
I must confess im obsessed
cant stop thinking about you
for one day

No need for us to buy records or movies
just disgusting
disgusting
couldn't take away your game
the irony is
i'll never forget you
and i...

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Is this what the Government
When I see how my money's spent
Taxing me of my last breath
Controlling voices in my head

Should have been a magician 
Being so good at slight of hand
The only thing up his sleeve 
Is the last dime of my money

Is this what...

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People, we are, and people evolve
Yet another mystery, overdue to be solved
If our views are predestined to, one day, change
Then proving our point, well it seems rather vain

I like to keep things, under my thumb
A predictable existence, nice and numb
I struggle to vouch for my...

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I am Lilith, like a ghost pipe
under oak shadows of Tomorrow River Valley
hiding in-between hours, roots sipping moonlit juice
borrowed from Eden, a deception of men ascending
into the hollow of my forgotten stories—
awaiting Judgment and Consumption,
theirs and mine. 

I am the decider beside night’s veil
weighing their...

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When I look deep I see
I'm my own worst enemy
Hard as it is to believe
Trying my best to destroy me

Most of what I think is right
Packaged sweetly comes back to bite
With heavy heart and heavy sigh
Far too often this I find

Always thinking of myself
Disguised as...

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Staring at my left palm
on a winter day
V’s and X’s going every which way
A tic tac toe grid under my thumb
Double life line toward the wrist
Triangle connects the head and heart line
Tiny checkers on thumb mount
Three lucky bracelets around my wrist
The angels planned this well
Some...

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Lost my glasses, they aren't anywhere
Even searched believe it or not under my chair
Nope couldn't find 'em
 Maybe right under my thumb
Aha there they are on top of my head, both pairs...

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I have always loved The Rolling Stones and their song ... ANGIE,
speaks to my soul of love lost, kisses whispered, and letting go.
Their song UNDER MY THUMB took me to a place of pain, 
where I was treated like a pet, abused, silent, I kept...

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Angie and Ruby, the Honky Tonk Women,
wanted to paint the honkytonk.  Their heads started swimmin'
when I says, "Ruby, Tuesday's a good day to paint.
It should be sunny, but even if it ain't,
I'll have my radio blasting The Rolling Stones.
What kind of colors you want?  What...

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