Double Entendre Poems - Poems about Double Entendre

Often words that condemn offer salvation Their juxtaposition the blink of an eye What starts to indict turns into redemption The turn of a phrase their meaning — belies (The New Room: March, 2025) ...

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Her spelling could be faulty and confusing, even naughty. To her mother she wrote: “I took a course in physics this year. It was hard at first, I admit, but with effort, I passed it.” ...

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There once was a cocky male frog Who met a cute toad on a log She thought he said “Ribbit” In fact, he said “Rub it” Now he’s belly-up in the bog. ...

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Our eyes met across the marquee and I noticed her lovely pair. The owner was a pretty girl with a shock of auburn hair. But my eyes could only see two things the objects of my desire, and they quickly caused a spark inside which built to a raging fire. I couldn't wait to get up close and touch...

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My heart has Conditions It moved off my sleeve-- Five* years ago: I planned their itinerary I slept under the sun Then, Masqueraded in the moonlight-- Just four* years passed: I stumbled into a sea of aluminum and glass To be Anaheim's captive I frequently danced with death-- As if with three* more years to live: I ardently searched for death's cousin I awoke in sweet sunlight With...

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double-entendre double-meaning insinuations full of suggestive vagueness scattered ambiguity sprinkled through out obscurity of inconclusiveness of train of thought creating the lore of lies of a future together as one within a land of make believe that one is trying to create within the mind...

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Their was once en olde boozer named Mable, Who inn her dotage was sow unstable. She was thee village buffoon, Swilling at ev'ry saloon. Mable cud drink...

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Does it really have to rhyme? I'm not entirely sure It simply takes me so much Thyme Like it's a herbal cure Perhaps it is to make you laugh Is merely what is kneeded Like dough and other moulding stuff No creativity impeded...

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What is it you've said when you never said that at all and why did it read between the lines you're dead and never written? I'm confused. I thought you were being used to channel heaven-sent the scent of mystery yet here I see upon the scene the angels are abused. Tell me I'm not in trouble with all this double mumbo jumble means of a...

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