Dirtbag Poems - Poems about Dirtbag

...I was 18 when we met. I still remember sliding my hand in yours As we introduced ourselves. It didn't take me long to want you. I watched as you sang, dancing around the bar. And I knew you we......

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...(With apologies to Ernest Lawrence Thayer, author of "Casey at the Bat".) The Mudville nine and Casey have their chance for sweet revenge; They play today in Dirtburg, their misfortune t......

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...I met my daughter's boyfriend and he's a thug. He's a low life piece of trash who deals drugs. When I told him to leave my house, he pulled out a knife. He thought he was bad, he thought I would b......

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...it smells like sex in here he said as he walked into the bedroom it's time to put some clothes on we have a busy day she only has one request before she can get up a jack daniels on ice that'......

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...remember who, what, and how it happened and does it roll over and over the scenario in your mind of liquid minds... the fear of disaster because of the new beginning and now what it all me......

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