Best Wickedly Poems

Nothing left for me to say
Up all night and through the day.
Toil and trouble does seek me out
Riving the rest I miss, no doubt.

If I lay me down to sleep 
The wickedly mind begins to creep.
Worries of old some of new 
I lose the rest...

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Listen my children
and you shall hear
on our NewMoon ride
with Paul
the Wickedly *****.

Paul, my dear,
beloved muse
conserved his loopy horse
for just GoodNews.

His forest lanes
restored rich in color
resilient and dynamic
yet aging unfortunate duller.

Paul the *****
rode hard his horse
until at last
he reached WiseElder discourse.

All his ***** Allies
and all his...

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At some screenings of “Wicked,”
I’ve read, it’s a thing
For some audience members
To feel free to sing.

They belt out the lyrics,
Since that is their choice,
So that no one can hear 
Any actress’s voice.

They got real defensive
When questioned and said
Anyone who objects
Should try streaming instead.

To sing in...

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