Bogeys Poems - Poems about Bogeys

...just take off a layer or walk around topless i am the archpriest eating sugar puffs i am the prelate eating bagels i am halfway in and halfway out the window the mother-in-law wants i......

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...In another narcoleptic nightmare, along crepuscular curbs I am endlessly stalked by the depraved. Their railing against conspiring contrivances. These gaslighting doctors of spin. On every co......

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...I am the Project Air Bridge, The veritable virus lord-cum-felon of duty fraud. Fumaye's privileged his bridge that projects pompous airs. Maelstrom, mammon coextend where it forks and fares. Tra......

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...Our nickname for bogeys was 'crows' Small fingers were wedged up our nose We got frequently told Please stop digging for gold Did I excavate ... shh no one knows! www.th......

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...Val’s daughter was picking her nose Then wiping snot on Val’s new clothes When Val finds sticky mess Of green slime on her dress The distress in her quickly rose Green bogeys all o......

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...It wasn't in India, it wasn't even here, rather, where you wanted it to be my dear, I don't like the food and all the old fogeys, they all just sit there picking their bogeys. We tell stories: ......

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...In my imagination I have 16 nostrils, As you can imagine that’s quite a buildup of green snot, But it doesn’t matter because in my imagination, I have 16 index figures, each one with a little mouth, ......

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