Carburetors Poems - Poems about Carburetors

...Seated in a coffee-shop an extra-large with hot milk and a slice of decadence await her indulgence she leans forward and spontaneously reacts to her companion’s whispered observation rose-re......

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...My guru carries a set of brass knuckles you'd think he'd be all yes sir and no sir but instead I get ahah hoho and egad I can't do anything right on my best day and I have the branding iron scars......

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...MOM Mom is for helping you into your seat and helping you out of tall trees Mom is for bumps, bruises and scratches on your knees Mom is for cooking meatloaf, corn and mashed potatoes Mom is ......

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...Behind the fence, not there to play, two junkyard dogs are on the prey Engines scrapped, and fenders bent, and shattered glass now pays the rent Heavy pedals, limp and wasted, ......

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...Uncle Mike's news from the past - - - Sometimes the News Bugs Me July “57, in Hasting Minnesota Fish flies flew in way over their quota They covered the roadways They covered the bridges They ......

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...Mom is for helping you into your seat and helping you out of tall trees Mom is for bumps, bruises and scratches on your knees Mom is for cooking meatloaf, corn and mashed potatoes Mom is for hel......

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...Hummed inside carburetors, like lungs do to lullabies, I grasped my whitened vertebrae, and crumpled it up as if I were child without a spine. Like papyrus on a good day, I scribbled ab......

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