Cusses Poems - Poems about Cusses

...I saw him standing there acting as if he doesn't care I saw him standing there with eyes open wide and a countenance that is filled with pride, I wasn't sure what to do whether to wait or t......

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...She loves the ballparks, and goes to Symphany halls. She loves God but not religion. She cusses and curses, gets drunk on sailors, yet her heart’s an open daisy. In Kentucky they call her ‘d......

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...Neon vodka splashes into plastic cups. Booze-hounds doze over imaginary throbbing bikes, their noses tucked into studded chests. A thick thighed woman whoops and cusses for no apparent reason,......

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...i've always seen this anywhere i smile and somehow a bit bitter for even in my daydreams i'm being drained and drowned by the cycles of cusses i just watch those couples from the corner of my......

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...dimwit damping desires punctured passion pulsing puking, sopped plenary impregnated zeal gnashing odd offshoot scolding cremated cusses cobbling hewn nosy tracery strapped self scrunching ......

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...lousy lips laced with gaunt gaze projected per peacocky enchanting pull pulsing retracting reels rumbling muffled messages mumbling damped debacles dripping saucy strapped in freakishly fol......

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...hurdled hoisted hazzle hideous hags sparkle rustic lips lurching pulpy punctured pitching damped danced drooping mystic mists mumbling curvy chants crunching cautious cauldron moaning volup......

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...He was a lyricist Who wrote his words down on toilet paper, paper towels, or torn up cardboard boxes Just jotting down writing on anything that’s lying around Always had/has pen or......

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...There she was moments before she flew away from the snare in your arms a songless owl. Strewn pictures on the floor, half-hearted sketches of her face, her forgotten velvet shawl with a cheap ......

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...There she was moments before she flew away from the snare in your arms a songless owl. Strewn pictures on the floor, half-hearted sketches of her face, her forgotten velvet shawl with a cheap ......

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...My Amazon parrot is called Polly By jingo she just won’t stop squawking She’s totally off her trolley And cusses at me when I’m talking I keep her locked in a gilded cage Just in c......

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...This crazed boss pushes his ole luck Mind's frenzy ticking like a clock; As gut's livewire wants to explode Rush of cusses now I shall load. My pay is a low miser’s bag While hard job has a la......

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...He drops the tailgate on that old GMC truck using it as a makeshift workbench He tinkers with an old icemaker determined to bring it back to it's former glory He whistles an old country tune as ......

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...From morning to dawn my hands stretch to strangers, getting rain, the wind, and a few pennies. My begging bowl's weight is light, making me wish that my heart was that light, with less burdens to ......

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...She is the scarlet woman Accused and tried Made to wear shame as a veil To be prejudiced by the society Somehow I wonder if soceity is wrong She is a whore, an adultress A witch who deserves n......

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