Drain Poems - Poems about Drain

As Far as our Eyes will see, In a Vast, and seemingly endless World to the Future’s greatest of Extents, in a little Hut, Hidden in a Swamp, Lies little Old Ms. Garratha. with the few who Reside alongside. They Eventually found a Beautiful spring, during their driest of seasons, although seasoning doesn’t matter -- when It’s Wet twenty-four -- Seven. The Decision to have a whiff, without a -- Sniffer, may Just...

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O the Democratic Swamp Monsters must really hate All of the legal citizens who live and work in Washington State, They are working on perfecting their catch and release policies Of all of dangerous illegal criminal immigrant's cause of Ferguson's follies. That he wants to sign into law that pass our Woke Democratic House and Senate and rob the taxpayers...

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In another day, I know I’d wake up, My head laying low, Hands over a sink’s counter, Sobbing about something sober, My cries staining the metallic silver. But that same night, I’ll be kneeling down, Upon the faucet’s dripping water, And each droplet will go, Down that drain, Like my tears but cleaner. ...

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appalling... being offline all this time and... missing the poetics... let me get a 'write' balance ... and change the... constant-sea of 'ripple effects' we navigate daily.... stan ...

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green snake poked his head out of the bathtub drain singing Christmas carols off key, singing a loud refrain i saw a turtle when Cobra slithered down and away bear stuck his paw through at the end of the day i am in no hurry to take a warm relaxing bath now imagining seeing an inverted muddy hoof of dairy...

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Mr Drain Pipe and Mr Water Tank Oh I really do hope Mr Drain Pipe and Mr Water Tank can reach a common decision about: the best garden design (backyard at this stage), the right shape and colour of path bricks, the most suitable hedges, the easiest grass to maintain. ...

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I took a visit inside my brain today To check what was happening It has been a little sluggish of late Like a cloudy day not a clear day in spring! It was dim on entering So l turned on my lamp It was really quite foggy Felt a little damp The memory section caught my eye As there were countless...

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Never be swayed by a woman in need, For "billing" is her constant creed. "I'm hungry," "my gas is dry," Her words, a drain, a constant sigh. Rescue not a woman from poverty's grasp, For she'll seek escape, and leave at last. Her heart, a calculator, cold and grey, Values measured in economic way. Survival tops feelings in her book, A lady's love, a...

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You can stroke at my skin Blow me kisses Touch my hands The legs I have scratched at leaving scares I'll never let you see You could mean it all You could love me. You could give me everything I'd even need Things like food or water A life From the blood flowing through my body To the mind games Things I need and things I...

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About toilet paper guests swipe The staff at hotels have a gripe They say steal it not But buy one-ply Scott Which won’t wipe out home’s sewage pipe...

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I shook my head, it rattled, all the words fell out on a blank page....

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Wearing dinosaur boots blundering through the city lights of a brain high on low energy. Being a concrete Tarzan bending only to crumble at the waist while within me a jungly place rains ripples. Riding a speeding bullet train, watching a fizzy sky crap on the window, some idiot shouting: "Nothing can stop us now!" A cow chugs beer, orders fries to go, maybe the 'fries' are...

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In WW2 Sweden sheltered Jews in desperate need Today Swedes burn a Torah scroll a brutish, dastardly deed...

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I took a visit inside my brain today To check what was happening Its been a little sluggish of late Like a cloudy day not a clear day in spring! It was dim on entering So l turned on my lamp It was really quite foggy Felt a little damp The memory section caught my eye As there were countless empty...

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Closer that dreaded angel comes, Nearer my God, to Me. Family fallen, too near the edge. I walk in doom for tomorrow. In crazy and cowardly remote concerns, You death draw a lottery place in line. Gamble me this, pitiful reaper, Are you even real? Within two feet now, A rattling within my rib cage staggers, But my brother drank his death, And my new mother's...

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