Clod Poems - Poems about Clod

"Claude not a clod Debussy" elle est chaude if i could as if d'un faune getting it on on and with a nymph's veil as if it was the most holy holiest grail...

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He called me a limp-clod. What is it? I have no idea. But it made you mad? I am furious. I could hit him. Can we ask him? Okay. What is a limp-clod? A limp is my best friend and a clod is his name. Your name is Claude? Yes. Are you still mad? Not as mad, but I have not slowed down yet. Understood....

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Trump An Old Clod Trump had become an old clod Wanted women with beautiful bod A prior Miss Universe insulting Psychological problems were resulting Can you imagine him being made by God. About Trump I wrote a long lyric About big head that is hemispheric But short limerick wrote instead By Trump down path were led Would not understood word esoteric. Will Trump's reality really recover While...

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Kick a Dirt Clod By Linda Hays-Gibbs The day was sunny and hot as people danced and ran around excitedly I knew the very fly, that rot, that buzzed around my head delightedly I kept my mouth tightly closed though, in silent confused awe I didn't really think it would happen, no not at all So all my best kept...

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faith in God good 4 the bod, in ever seeking wonder, hook line and sinker slightly odd, the passion seeks the thunder, but this oaf is just a clod, from way south, the land of sweet dowunder. re: 'a lovers quarrell' Debbie Duncan Don...

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Under the clod night sky I think of you, every time reminding myself That you are gone, thousands of miles Away form me, so far away Every night those tears I cry And all those stars I count Seems so less these days But yet you never seem to come It seems like million of years have gone A billon time around...

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Under the clod night sky I think of you, every time reminding myself That you are gone, thousands of miles Away form me, so far away Every night those tears I cry And all those stars I count Seems so less these days But yet you never seem to come It seems like million of years have gone A billion time around...

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