Chattery Poems - Poems about Chattery

...But why is she knitting a nest? We asked each other. We knew the old bird was too old to become a mother. The bird sat quietly with knitting needles clicking away. She liked it when she confused u......

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...Well, y’know, If it don’t make my tail dance….. But…but… If it’s so long I have to drop my nuts to read it…. Yeah---Yeah and I hate it when I hafta run back to the tree to look up a word and t......

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...Cut to the chase after tan hat man! Though reading horror stories gearing up as strawberry spring fest full throttle danse (macabre), an only every now and again predilection genre crazy wave......

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...Cut To The Chase...And Tan Hat Man! Though reading horror stories (macabre), an only every now and again genre crazy wave washing over me like a killer tsunami, (subsequen......

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...Don't You Dare To heaven are we sent or does God take; A special machine does He have to make Which is invisible and we can never see And always says you must trust in Me. What you need, God always......

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...My arm is a shooting gallery, a roadmap of Switzerland in needlepoint decked grey flesh; running out of targets fast - and I need something for my mind. Haunting rainy streets, opium depr......

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