Car Port Poems - Poems about Car Port

...They called him Lawrence of Neasden And he dressed in Khaki shorts And he always rode a camel Which he kept in his car port They arrived there in Central Neasden Having ridden all through the......

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...They called him Lawrence of Neasden And he dressed in Khaki shorts And he always rode a camel Which he kept in his car port Oblivious to the glances Of the people passing by He solemnly rode ......

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...A darling miniature dragon is living on my big toe. He has built a community, and it has a glow. He’s readying a car port and a landing pad now. I’m fascinated in spite of my giant ouch-y ow! I......

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..."THE SHOPPING CART PEOPLE" I've been in and out of this apartment house for months. I've met interesting people, some married, some single, some with fits of violence. some with drug a......

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..."17TH STREET" the woman in the glasses the interracial couple the fat broad with the dog the family who ignored the cops the Jewish church who hates sharing it's parking the empty car por......

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...I've had a few car ports in my time, Where I'd regularly park my car. My car would fit each perfectly, Then I'd smoke a long cigar. All car ports were slightly different, With no two quite the......

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...If we were both in Paris We on different time zones Always coming and goin I’m on this lonely balcony Cigar smoke blowin I’m as lonely as Gatsby Cloaked in white with blue All the way down to my sox......

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