Boucher Poems - Poems about Boucher

...John: Sounds like I might like to straddle her equator with my meridian and throw down with a hula hoop on each arm. How soon can I execute my commission? Mitchell: Do you like to eat sushi? Jo......

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...Mitchell: Good sirs, my word was fair. No discrepancy stains the pages of my ledger. The fifth tier is a sub-basement beneath the cellar floor of the temple’s vestibule. Any woman who is not tagged w......

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...She calls herself Bunny Boucher, but she was born Veronica Chermak. She’s tall and leggy with a body that looks tidy, yet lived in. She’s high and tight, but flexible like a strong rubber band in a t......

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...Oh Boucher Can you See (Pronounced Booshay.) I was just having my breakfast for the first time at the local junior college. As usual, I was lambasted with another great Horn subject, thought an......

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...They sit gossiping around on chairs Under shady walnut Sh! Sh! Backbiting! Abusing! Loud laughing… having fun! A proud young man newly appointed Abused his pupils in anger When I in inn......

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...Poems ascend in luminous sapphire skies As prettily as any Boucher dove In flight eternal. The artist's strokes devise Each beauteous form to represent great love. How many shades of light, how......

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