Curbstone Poems - Poems about Curbstone

...She told me I was “full of it” As she walked away. I muttered “What?” Then sat in lightly drizzling sun repeating “damn!” “what have I done?” The curbstone bruised my pouting cheeks stray......

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...Urban legend now bared to the bone Yet its trademark can no larger store clone No glossy signs, spacious lots fealty to hone But in colloquial parlance a tradition has grown Larger Discount stores wi......

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...Sitting on a curbstone Wondering at words and what they mean Like what induced the man to call it flagstone? Was he flagging needing a flat stone to lie on? Or did he wish to iron a flag? Did fl......

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