Betsy Poems - Poems about Betsy

Betsy Winters I try drawing you from old memories but can't get your eyes right. I don't see the body that destroyed my earnest vows. I can't see your warm young breasts and nipples that grew so hard by my caress. I can't see us dancing naked in...

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The missus unflagging crocheting efforts as Betsy Ross incarnate With needle in hand incorporating love in every single crochet stitch that's my wife tad more'n a quarter century ago then newlywed to yours truly slowly, magically but inexorably transforming skein of yarn into requested end product of her tastefully done choice. Eventual inchoate objective will become transformed into miniature flag of Puerto Rico (regarding country of origin the...

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O, do you remember sweet Betsy from Pike? She trekked ‘cross the prairie in search of a dyke. She developed incontinence in Illinois; She was cured of what ailed her by a strange nether boy. Well, she only spoke German and he only spoke Dutch, But the way that he plugged holes, didn’t need to speak much. She’s sworn off the...

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Betsy Wetsy was the doll we all had to have in the sixties. She drank water, and she wet, and she came with diapers. We were thrilled, watching diaper changes on TV Every Saturday morning until we were in a frenzy about it. I think every girl in 1965 had a Betsy Wetsy doll. Because I did, and I was...

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I saw the Christmas pendant and I knew It would be the best thing to buy for my Aunt Lou She loves Betsy Johnson, a decorator with flair, So, I bought it for her, to show that I know and care. Aunt Lou was overjoyed for sure She knows I love her and my heart is pure She did not care...

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Betsy is “just a cow” most would say. She’s dark rust, almost auburn in color, with large white patches all over her body and especially on her rather long, nosey face. She has deep, soft eyes the color of coffee and they tend to embrace my heart when I stare into them for too long....

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To the Redcoats Betsy Ross lied. “It is not a flag!” she decried. “I'm due at a wedding and all of this threading will be a new gown for the bride!” “But it isn't just one little dress,” with nose growing she had to confess, “A collection I've planned-- t'will sell big in the land-- at my discount stores, Ross Dress for Less”!...

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My only true love Betsy and, I are away for a day out down by the sea shore Both of us holding hands, I am with a lass, I am sure I will love forever more The innocence in her laughter, as we draw our names and hearts in the sand Taking me far away from...

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BETSY MEEK AND MILD There was a cow called Betsy She was gentle meek and mild. A pretty coloured Jersey one, Milked daily by a young child. Betsy loved to feel the touch Of the child's warm soft fingers, Sending her into a dream like state, Memories on which she lingers. When the child became school age, He'd no time to milk her any more, This...

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Old Betsy is my shotgun and she keeps most salesmen away. But some come on my property but they sure as hell don't stay. Old Betsy shoots the hats off of their heads and she shatters their windshields. Because of Old Betsy, they drive away because they think that they'll be killed. One man took off running and left...

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There once was this girl named Betsy who lived on my block. This chick was so ugly she looked like a rock. She had two big titties and a scar on her thigh. She had a really big nose and only one eye. She use to mess around with this guy named Drew. And this...

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Old Betsy is my shotgun and she's something that men end up dreading. When my daughters get pregnant, Old Betsy is responsible for shotgun weddings. When men impregnate my daughters, they try to run. But Old Betsy stops them, she's one hell of a shotgun. When one man tried to run, Old Betsy put holes in both of his...

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Old Betsy is my shotgun and she's the reason why I don't keep my money in a bank. When people try to steal my money, they learn that Old Betsy isn't filled with blanks. People break into my house but they end up not leaving. Because of Old Betsy, the damn thieves stop breathing. The crooks think they're intelligent,...

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Betsy Ross of Colonial days Could never imagine the ways Our United States flag would be blessed To fly on the Moon and Mount Everest. ...

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Ride by Betsey Dowdy Old Jarvis used to always say That the British will come someday And burn our houses darn them all So on Joe Dowdy he had to call. Joe, Great Bridge, Dunsmore's heading for Then he will be here we know for sure Stealing everything that is in his site No one will be here to help us fight. Betsy heard...

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