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Premium Member Max the Coolest Sax Playing Cat
The club members all agreed Max was the coolest cat “A Bohemian beatnik who knows where it’s at” He taught Louie Armstrong to play those rhythm blues. That is why we getting ready to tap with these shoes. I don’t know what I expected, but certainly not a real cat. This one was wearing seventies clothes with an old velvet...

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Categories: coolest, cat,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member December, the Coolest Month
December is the coolest month Or the coldest month in some countries Bring the toys, bring the candies Grab a jacket, grab a coat and wear pajamas At night. Stay away from the labyrinth Get a Christmas tree to decorate December is the jolliest month of the year This is the winter month to go from fête to fête Ride, ride the carousels Ring,...

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Categories: coolest, birthday, christian, christmas, december,
Form: Rhyme



Coolest Word
Sorry is the coolest word to utter, Extinguishing the tension of the mind; The anger and hate are both left behind, As the hot atmosphere becomes better....

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Categories: coolest, sorry,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Premium Member The Coolest Invention
For those of us whose lives are nearly complete Who can recall life before computer spreadsheets I'd like to point out a most marvelous technical feat Which is, of course, the cool little button called 'Delete' Remember those garish, round pink erasers with green brushes below That would smudge or tear your paper so...

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Categories: coolest, appreciation, change, technology, tribute,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Wading In Coolest Streams of Subconscious Delights
Wading In Coolest Streams Of Subconscious Delights Often I wish my life had been a lost feather, blowing up high within a sea swept moaning gale. Lost but quite content in such furious weather spirit justly weighted upon a cosmic scale. Often this young heart seeks even greater release wading in coolest streams of subconscious delights. Seeking love and joy greater than...

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Categories: coolest, art, creation, deep, desire,
Form: Rhyme



The Coolest Thing Is Writing a Fairly Good Poem and Know Twelve People Wll Read Me
MALICE IN BLUNDERLAND New born babies are being brutalized by a bastion of bastards and b*****s S**t I couldn’t do that if I were offered untold riches All the money in the world couldn’t motivate me to commit such an atrocity As the blood of beautiful babies flow due to a self-serving monstrosity I hear of all the babes who...

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Categories: coolest, angst
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things